FATHER'S ARRIVAL
~DAXON'S POV~
The man waiting at the Packhouse looked dangerous. I could tell that from fifty feet away. The way he stood, the way his eyes tracked movement, the weapon holstered at his hip even surrounded by werewolves.
Edward Osborne. Hunter. Tate's father.
I didn't trust him.
Through the bond, I felt Tate's swirling emotions. Hope, fear, anger and confusion. She wanted answers, but she was terrified of what those answers might be.
"Let me talk to him first," Tate said as we parked. "Alone."
"Absolutely not," Mathias and I said together.
"He's my father."
"He's a former Hunter who let you grow up thinking you were alone," I countered.
"Which is why I need to read his mind. But I can't do that with you two hovering."
Through the bond, I felt her decision. She w
