Chapter twenty-seven

Beside him, Nathan Gordon let out a string of curses. The loss to the massacre he had was greater than Bryan’s, with three of his younger pack mates dead.

“This is the fifth time this kind of incident will occur,” he muttered.

“They are getting audacious,” Bryan murmured, a distant look in his eyes.

“Do you think it’s the Silvermoon pack? Do you think they are double-crossing us?”

He shook his head. “We have no physical evidence to tie the murders to them. All I know is that we have to tighten security even more.”

There was a slight pause before the older man looked at him curiously. “Have you given thought to my proposal?”

A double implication. Nathan had long been friends with Bryan’s father and a month ago, Nathan had proposed that their packs be united with marriage, specifically desiring a union between Edric’s eldest son, Bryan, and, his eldest son, Yaegar.

Nathan was accepting of his son’s sexuality and loved him none-the-less unlike Edric who almost severed ties with Nathan whe