Chapter 68

Luca

My mother led me through corridors, past guards who nodded respectfully but kept their eyes down. Maya and the other wolves were dismissed with a wave of her hand, leaving just the two of us walking in uncomfortable silence.

The private chambers she brought me to were massive, all dark wood and expensive furniture. But what caught my attention was the man standing by the window, looking out at the mountains.

My father.

The voice that had given me an ultimatum that ended with me destroying the only good thing in my life.

I hadn’t seen him in person since I was eight years old, and he looked exactly the same. Tall, broad-shouldered, with graying hair and eyes that could freeze hell over. He turned when we entered, and his expression was about as warm as I’d expected.

“Sit down, Luca,” my mother said, gesturing to one of the leather chairs. “There’s much you need to understand.”

I remained standing because I wasn’t in the mood to be told what to do, especially not by them but my fa