“I, umm… I need to ask something uncomfortable of you,” I tell David, walking into his office.
“What's that?” He asks cautiously.
“I think I need you to invite the Beta… well, Alpha’s son from my old pack to the conference. No one has sent an RSVP from there, but he needs to come.”
He puts down the pen he’s holding and stares at me, dumfounded. “No one sent an RSVP because I did not invite them. To be clear, you want me to invite the son of the man who murdered your family?”
“Yes,” I whisper, knowing how absolutely bonkers it sounds. We had invited every Alpha in the kingdom, except for him.
“Celeste, you don’t know how involved he was that night,” he tells me, shaking his head. “I will not.”
I chew on my lip nervously, not exactly sure how to explain this to him. “It’s importa
