LUCAS POV
I clenched my jaw, the protective instinct flaring within me. "You're not going to harm her, Dad. I won't let you."
My father rolled his eyes, dismissing my concern with a condescending smirk. "You're so damn stupid sometimes, Lucas. Do you really think I'd do anything to harm the White Wolf? I'd have to be the dumbest wolf of all."
His words sent a chill down my spine.
There was a predatory gleam in his eyes, a look I had seen before when greed or excitement seized him. But this time, it was different.
It was as if he saw something beyond the present, an opportunity or potential he hadn't considered before.
He almost sounded... protective over Shana himself. Was it because of the force? Did he feel some sort of connection with her that he hadn't before?
"You don't realize
