Author's POV
Sophia had tried calling Ethan earlier to bring him along, but he hadn't picked up. Figuring he needed rest after last night, she'd let it go.
She'd told Rose and Margaret that Ethan was busy with pack business and wouldn't be attending today.
Rose had assumed that meant Ethan was finalizing the divorce with Clara.
"He... he went out drinking days ago," Sophia finally admitted, unable to keep it hidden any longer. "Someone beat him up."
Both Rose and Margaret's faces drained of color. Margaret immediately grabbed Sophia's arm, firing off question after question, her voice rising in panic.
Derek, who'd been standing off to the side, finally lost his patience with all the fussing. He cut straight to the point. "Luna Clara, are you here representing Alpha Etha
