Zoe’s POV

After our glorious escape from Asheville, we were met by a fuming Alpha—who also happened to be my dad—right at the edge of Diamond Ville.

“Hello, Dad! Did you miss me?” I chirped, planting an innocent kiss on his cheek.

“Virelle called,” he said, ignoring my attempt at charm.

“What about her, Dad?” I asked, feigning cluelessness.

“She’s agreed not to throw you three into the Red Room—if you ...