Dominic
I’d barely stepped outside when my phone buzzed again. I didn't bother to check the number and answered.
“Alpha Brightclaw,” a clipped voice came through. “Andrew has crossed into Brightclaw’s borders.”
I stiffened. “Where is he?”
“He checked into the Phoenix Gate Hotel under his own name.”
That stopped me. “He didn’t try to go to the Estate?”
“No, sir. Took a standard suite, no flagged behavior. We’ve dispatched a watch detail.”
“Keep eyes on him,” I said. “Discreetly.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
I hung up, staring down at the screen, my thumb hovering. Andrew had said he wanted to reconcile, but I hadn’t expected him to actually show up and actually… behave. I expected him to make some kind of scene. I had been prepared for an ambush at the Estate gates, a demand for keys and free pa
