Road Trip

Caspian had come to town solely to speak with Ezekiel. The latter had started posing as a simple waiter in hopes that his brother would come find him. Rooted him out and charged in to rescue their desperate pack. Men were dying every day and there was nothing Ezekiel could do to stop it. After my mother had informed my father of Caspian's standing, his pack was the main target for my father's fury. The pack saw Caspian as a new beam of hope in the dying light. Someone who might save them all, with the Killer Queen by his side.

Since word had gotten out, plenty of soldiers had revolted against my father, losing their lives in the process. The only reason Caspian had ever agreed to do my father's dirty work was because his pack was at stake. Losing even one life weighed heavily on his shoulders and I could see that now. Deep frown lines had taken hold of his face. Sorrow had clouded his eyes the moment Ezekiel spoke of how many women were now widows. He was a true and just Alp