CHRISTOPHER'S POV
Father's eyes lit up, his face smothered in a tight smile. “Oh there you are.”
I fought back the smile that tugged at the corner of my lips and put on a mask of indifference— this was how the Lycans were meant to act, void of emotions and only responsible for the pack.
Afterall, our allegiance as the Lycan Royals was to the pack. I bowed my head slightly. “I came as soon as I heard.” Lies.
I'd come to confront Kai about changing the plague. The action would get to the board of directors of the academy and if it gets stamped, the mantle of power might just never find its way back to the Larson's.
He gave me a nod of approval. “Thank you.” King Larson surveyed me from head to toe, “I see you're about to go to school.”
It wasn't a statement.
I cleared my throat,
