The room of the home office smelled of expensive leather and aged whiskey, and inside it was a very huge oak desk which looked like it hadn't been touched in a long while with lots of papers stacked in perfect order.

But Jared burst through the door, his eyes both wild in anger and his breath ragged.

His body was still aching from the bruises Vnox's men had left him with, but nothing hurt more than the betrayal he felt from his own blood father boiling in his veins.

He had no idea why Vnox ...