Alpha Carter’s questions were hitting a little too close to home. I did not like it. I had made my excuses and left as fast as I was able. Using much the same tactics I used with my Dad when he was at his worst, in a bid to distract him, only Alpha Carter was not so easy to divert. The fact he was stone-cold sober likely made a huge difference, unlike my father…
I brushed all thoughts of our current guests aside, and made my way to the house. Dread weighing heavier than ever inside of me. I did not know what I would find. My Dad did not hurt her… not really. Only with his words... his mind-games. But the way things were going of late, his aura had altered once more. He had become more withdrawn. Darker. Colder. I barely recognized the man I once idolized. Adored. Now, I struggled to look
