Chance’s POV
“You’re just the person I was looking for.” I told my father as I got to the foot of the steps, just as he came walking into the house.
“It’s been a long day, Chance. Can this wait until later?” My father says, as he heads towards the kitchen, obviously to find something to eat, because we had all missed dinner tonight because of Raven’s attack.
“Actually, no. This can’t wait.” I insisted, as I followed him into the kitchen, knowing that I must tell him about there being a pack of rogues.
My father pulled a container out of the refrigerator and plopped it down on the kitchen island with a loud thud, before he said, “Fine. What is so important that it can’t wait.”
“The wolf that attacked Raven today isn’t the same rogue from the other day. I believe we have a pack of rogu
