BELLA
The sun hung low on the horizon as Ralph told me what had happened. After the phone call, I rushed over to where Ralph was and my brother wasted no time to tell me what happened.
“Our father is back like I told you over the phone,” he said without preamble, his voice sharp and edged with urgency. “And he’s already taking action.”
My whole countenance stilled. “What do you mean?”
Ralph ran a hand through his hair, looking both annoyed and impressed. “He didn’t even wait a full hour after returning to Ashwood Pack. He walked straight into the pack house—contract in hand—and confronted Layla in front of everyone.”
My stomach dropped, my pulse quickening. “What contract?”
“The one her father signed years ago—the deal that kept her here all this time. He called for her
