Chapter 11

Hector drove through the city and dropped off Bryan, with Lucy, at a small home just on the outskirts of Kirk. He turned around and headed back into the city, south toward the pack house. I moved to the front seat as soon as Bryan had gotten out. It was a quiet ride until we got closer to the pack house.

“Vale, you need to remember. You aren’t just your mother’s son. You are also the Alpha King and by extension, the High Council.”

“Can’t I just be a son? Worried about what the hell is going on in my family?” I looked over at him but his face was hard.

He shook his head. “No, you can’t. Not here. With your mom, with us, you can. But the moment you step outside of this car or her house, every action you take is as the Alpha King. More eyes are on you than you know.”

“Hector, come on. I just want to talk to Dad and Týr.”

We pulled up and Hector parked the Jeep. “Your Dad and Týr aren’t an exception. Speak to them as Alpha’s because that’s who they have decided to be.”

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