Gabrielle’s POV
I looked coldly at Conner as he dialed the number. A few seconds later, my father picked it up.
Conner deliberately turned the phone on speaker so as to scare me, while Helena, who was next door, seemed to be watching a good show.
"Old Conner, I'm surprised you called." Father responded leisurely.
Conner snorted. "Your Majesty, I heard that you went to Europe for vacation a few days ago. It seems that you're having a good time..."
"Well of course. The older you get, the more you feel like travelling around the world. Look, I'm fishing now, so I'll hang up if there's nothing else..."
I raised my eyebrows. I hadn't expected my father to be in the mood to socialise with Conner. Obviously, in his heart of hearts, Father couldn't wait to tear the people of the Silver Moon Pack into pieces!
"Your Majesty, your son has been very close to a divorced woman recently. Do you know about this?" Conner changed the topic.