Kieran's POV.

The door swung open as swiftly as it slammed shut, my Father walking out, a scowl edged on his face.

"She's been trained" he said flatly, his jaw twitching.

Heat rose in my chest at the word. "Trained?". That could be another word for torture for all I cared.

"She's fine. Let's leave" he replied and started to walk away. Alpha Damon stepped out behind him, a wicked smile on his face.

"I need to see her before I leave" I growled, snatching my gaze back to my father who slowed ...