Matt POV
I was able to nap for about an hour, and now I’m pacing the guest room, feeling more anxious than I’ve ever felt before. It’s not the threat of the council and homicide investigation, no I am certain that can be cleared up. The reason I’m so worked up is because Brad said I’d be facing my father today. I haven’t spoken to him since the day I ran. The last time I saw his face, he was completely broken from losing mom. The pain and grief he has suffered these past few years, I cannot even fathom, and it’s my fault. If I had been able to restrain myself and not went after the piece of s**t who harmed my mate, his own daughter, then none of us would have been there that night.
The door to my guest room suddenly opens and Bradley barges in. I guess being the Alpha affords yo
