Wendy
I expected my father to be here. I don’t know why I suddenly feel less secure without him here, but even knowing that Connor, Quirin, Henry, and Yorick are here, I don’t feel as safe as I would if my father were here.
I push that down as we head to Cyra’s old packhouse. Since everyone is in the new packhouse or out chasing Stellan, it’s quiet when we pull up. Quiet, except for the sounds of the alarms going off from inside the Alpha office.
“What do we do now?” I ask when I park in front of the packhouse. I turn and watch Jude as he works on his computer.
“We need to go inside and see what the alarms are saying,” he says.
“I can …”
“No! Wait for me, Wendy,” he says. Since he was clear earlier about us using codenames during an operation, I know that this is personal. He’s worri
