Chloe’s Point of View
I step into the hallway just in time to see my father and Jack pulling on jackets and heading for the door.
"Hey. Where are you guys going?"
I ask with a frown. Jack doesn't answer, and my dad gives me a distracted smile.
“Pack house.”
He says quickly before the door closes behind them.
Confused, I turn and walk into the kitchen where my mother is sipping from a steaming mug and scrolling through her phone.
"Mom? What’s going on? Why are they going to the pack house?"
My mother looks up, pausing for a second before she speaks, like she is weighing her words.
"Zayde’s back."
She says quietly and my heart stutters.
"He’s back? When?"
She nods slowly.
"Yes. He's back. They just got in not long ago. They brought Arkan and the council with them."
I let out
