chapter 21

"We have a proposition for you.” my father says. “Which I don’t fucking agree to,” John’s daughter says, cutting my father off. “Ava, you will do as you’re told—now sit there and shut up,” John snaps, his aura rushing over her; I find it odd that she isn’t able to resist. She's definitely old enough to take over her father’s pack, so why hasn’t he handed it down to her yet? Is it the issue with the media? “Son, please just take a seat,” my father says, and I growl, pulling a chair out and sitting down in it. “Now, John and I have been in discussions over the last couple of weeks trying to find a way to put an end to this feud. We think we have come up with a solution that will benefit all of us. Tensions are running high in the city, and we need to show those who reside here we are united. But that won’t happen if a war is inevitable. So, Ava here is due to take over her father’s pack, but with recent issues in the media, it has her pack nervous.” “This is bullshit,” Ava curses under h