Shaun's POV.
I can't believe how stupid I've been. Again.
"You better get a f*****g grip, Shaun! Before you loose everything you hold dear!" I scold myself in the car, on my way to the city.
I need to see Manfrid. I have to talk to him. I have to try and remedy the situation.
I can only imagine how pissed he must be after my father's little stunt today.
Declaring war against the Lycan's. Involving the humans. What a colossal f*****g s**t storm.
I had to hand it to my father, he was smart, and cunning. Going public like that, there's no way the Lycan's can touch him now.
Of all the things I could have inherited from him, why wasn't his smarts one of them?
He's been at this so long, it's like second nature to him. He doesn't have to think about it. Being a conniving d**k comes natura
