Chapter80~ WHAT TO CHOOSE?

Zayd walked back to the pack house, finding Quinn and her father seated on the bench just outside. They were corresponding calmly, though it seemed a little awkward from his perspective. He stopped in front of them, nodding in greetings towards her father and patting Quinn’s shoulder. “Meet me upstairs when you’re done, I have something to tell you.” “Okay…” She responded, and he made his way inside, entering his room. He laid back against the bed with a long sigh. At first, he’d been angry that her father came here, but it didn’t turn out as bad as he thought it would. She’d cried, yes, but it seemed she was over it now, and he was glad, glad that at least one of her close relatives was on her side. As for Delilah, she was right where she deserved to be. In the hands of a man who probably had her ruthlessly tied up in his dungeons. Zayd scoffed at that thought as he twisted onto his side. He needed to prepare for tonight, and he wasn’t talking about the battle. The ceremony, that was