"Mmm?"
"We should call someone. Luxemount. Your father. Someone who would know what to do about...whatever that was."
"No." The word came out of him before he could soften it
"No?" Lydia shifted, turning to fully face him. "That thing tried to kill us. It was in our home. It was in my bed. And you do not think we should tell anyone?"
"We can not involve them. You tell luxemount, my father finds out. And if my father finds out…"
"What?" Lydia cut in. "How is that a problem? He is an alpha. Is this not exactly the kind of thing he is supposed to deal with?"
"We can not, Lydia."
"Then explain to me why?" Her voice rose slightly. "Because it makes no sense you are this calm about something like this," she leaned forward. "And from where I am sitting, we are dealing with
