Chapter Twenty Three

Amelia

I stepped out of the vehicle and starred directly at my father, his wolves at his sides along with a few of the warrior pack members, once he saw me step out he smirked though his lackeys all growled and snarled as they saw me approach.

"Your blocking the road father."

"You have something of mine." he stated.

"Mm, I have a prisoner and a murderous wolf who the council want removed to Washington so i beg to differ what exactly do I have of yours."

"I cannot believe you have the bloody nerve to act as if you do not know, I came for my son."

Raising a brow and crossing my arms, a smile formed on my lips. "Mm, my brother isn't born yet so the answer is no."

"Unless you want the lives of these wolves on your hands, I suggest you give me what's mine."