Alpha Jackson
I was on the front lawn watching as members of my pack built the pyres that would burn the bodies of our dead. Two young people would burn this afternoon. Their lives having been tragically cut short by evil people who had an evil agenda. I saw my father approaching and I noticed he had a grim look upon his face. He was about three feet away from me when he simply said, "We need to talk. Right now."
"Okay…" I said, not sure what was happening.
"Not here," he said, as he walked past me heading towards my house.
I followed him feeling a sense of uneasiness grip me. Without hesitation, my father walked into my house and made a beeline for my office. When we entered the office, he turned to me and said, "... close the door, and take a seat."
Without saying a word, I did as h
