King's POV
I couldn't sleep. Again. The moon was peeking through my curtains, like it was trying to tell me something. With a groan, I rolled out of bed and padded over to my desk. Might as well do some digging if I'm gonna be up all night.
I pulled out the old pack records I'd "borrowed" from Dad's office. The yellowed pages crinkled under my fingers as I flipped through them. Birth records, death certificates, mating ceremonies... boring stuff, really. But something didn't add up.
A knock at my door made me jump. I quickly shoved the records under my pillow.
"Come in," I called, trying to sound sleepy.
The door creaked open, and Zala's little head poked in. Her eyes were wide and worried.
"King?" she whispered. "Can I sleep in here tonight?"
My heart melted a little. For all her t
