Rip:
"Dad?"
He looked up from his laptop to smile at me. "Come in, baby. Sit down,"
The thoughts from earlier swirled a little in my head as I took a seat. He knows why I had come back. I am something he created and lost control of. We both know that. He continued a little before he looked up at me and began to put everything away. I gave him a few minutes. He seems nervous. That night, he had been waiting for me.
"Dad, what's going on?" I asked when I saw he was done.
"Rip, the pack has spoken," he started. "You know the rightful place of the Alpha goes to Mikhail,"
"Yeah, I know," I smiled a little confused. The look in his eyes matches my own. "I don't understand why that would be something we would address. Wasn't that always the plan?"
"I... I thought
