Luke's POV

I was mad. I hissed as I stormed out of father's chambers. This was the fourth time in a week that he would get me mad. Why couldn't he stop worrying about Caleb and asking me about him? He wasn't my responsibility and why did I need to care about him?

I had far many other things to worry about. Caleb was a weirdo. He didn't like staying for too long within the pack. He was an adventurer and would be back when he wanted to. When he was tired of traveling ...