86. Alpha Dex

The day after the orchard showdown I had to visit my father. He had no idea the ground he thought secure was turning to quicksand around him.

He hardly left his office these days anyway.

He left the touring and inspections of towns to his Beta’s. They were too lazy to report any real issues, so our decline was picking up pace. He was slowing down, an aging, battle worn shifter, yet he was fighting it every step of the way.

“Father, we need to talk,” stepping into his cool white office where he sat imperiously, a crisp white shirt hinting at the jet black web of tattoos underneath.

“Dex,” gesturing to the chair. Before I could speak, he started.

“Look, I know this Conference was tough for you, seeing…her again, but you did good."

I decided to wait it out before adding any opinion of my own. I’m learning slowly, listening is better than charging. “Anyway, after you left the second night, Eduardo and I had a chat. He believes Austin is very serious about attacking Highton. Luna Gwyn