Chapter thirty-three

(Sephiroth POV)

I wasn’t able to sleep a wink last night with all the shit that’s in my head. How am I going to keep both my sisters save and not having to kill my father at the same time. It’s not like that I couldn’t kill him, but I’m not planning to take his place after the result. I believe the person that should be rulering over the westside pack should be one with heart, and that just isn’t me. I need to find a way to protect them without becoming king of the westside packs. There was a knock on the door as I felt myself maybe finally falling asleep.

“Yes?”

“Are you awake Seph?”

“Yes Micah, please come in.”

I can tell by the look of the dark circle under his eyes that he had just as much sleep as I did.

“Were you able to sleep last night?”

“No, and it looks like you didn’t sleep either.”

“I couldn’t sleep after talking to Delmira.”

“Who is Delmira?”

“She is Myka wolf, and I’m really worried about her.”

“I know you’re worried Micah, and I’m trying my best to figure a wa