Alex POV
It's been three days. Three days of wondering, waiting, hoping, and being frustrated with my father who can't seem to make his mind up. My mother is still staying silent on the matter, letting my father make up his own mind. She refuses to beg him to stay. I won't beg, I won't plead. I hold onto my pride, even as my heart slowly breaks into small pieces as I face the possibility that my father is going to choose the pack and his mate over us. His son over his daughter. It hurts, I can't even begin to describe the pain that's inside of me. It's all I can do to get myself out of bed in the morning, to eat, to sleep, and to do anything in between without screaming.
The tension in the house is unbearable. My father couldn't take it anymore and he ended up going to a hotel, needing
