#Chapter 11 I could love him if I had a chance

Fiona Alexander wrote a check with a long string of zeros, which made Seth’s and my family’s jaws drop. The wolf police uncuffed Father, and he took the check out of Alexander’s hand. Alexander grabbed my father by the throat and lifted him off his feet. Father thrashed around. Alexander took the check from his sticky fingers and then released him. He fell to the ground in a lump. My mother hurried to his side, helping him sit up. Father rubbed his throat, gasping for air. “I said this was for Fiona’s company.” He handed me the check. His eyes remained locked on Father. Hate blazed brightly in their depths. “I told you. I would not help you in any way. And I meant it. This is for my future wife, not you.” I took the check, and relief washed through me hearing Alexander say that. I would be able to keep the pack safe from Father. “This is an initial investment. Use it as you wish.” “The money will be used wisely,” I said, looking at Father. “I will not let you down