A tall guard in uniform stood in the middle of our living room. There were two more waiting outside. I didn’t recognize him. Didn’t matter. They all acted the same when they wore the Alpha’s colors.
“What is this about?” Lilian asked, stepping forward quickly. “She hasn’t done anything wrong—”
“She’s been summoned by Alpha Draco,” the guard interrupted, flatly. “That’s all that needs to be said.”
“I’ll come with her,” Lilian said, already grabbing her coat. “She’s not going alone.”
“You can walk,” the guard replied. “But you’re not coming inside.”
I changed quickly, my hands shaking as I pulled on a clean shirt and pants. I didn’t ask questions. Didn’t waste time. I just moved like I was walking into a funeral. Mine, probably.
The walk to the pack house was silent. My father didn’t c
