Quinn
The scent of vanilla and honeysuckle tickled my nose as I woke. Startled, I sat up and looked around. The bed next to me was cold and empty. Was I going crazy and imagining Irina’s scent now?
I looked at my phone, no calls. I pushed my disappointment away and got out of bed to get ready. I thought about the conversation with my dad. He admitted he’d been a brutal and forceful alpha – which I already knew – but he only took on packs if they attacked him. There was a neighbouring alpha who wanted a larger pack and more power who began attacking small, isolated packs. He spread the rumour it was my father and as Dad already had a brutal reputation, people assumed it was him. The rival alpha sought to keep the council off his back by framing my dad.
My father told me to bring the p
