*Noah*

“Zara, why don’t you head on upstairs and check on Briella?”

I tried to suppress a groan when my mate turned and gave me a hard look. “You’re going to go meet with your father, aren’t you?”

I nodded seriously, begging her with my eyes to just do as I said. “He needs to be informed of what Caleb told us immediately. We’re not turning the boy in, so we will likely need to prepare for war.”

Zara’s eyes rounded in horror. ...