Chapter 60

AMY. The night was surprisingly colder than the morning, but I don't think the same could be said for my father and his men who were partying on the field. All I could do was watch them from a distance with my palms clenched into fists. There he was, at the center of his goons, being the life of the party. If only I could drown out that laughter of his and replace it with immense pain and sorrow. The Pack members on the other hand chose to stay in their respective homes but I couldn't blame them. It was a sad day for them after all and it was bound to get sadder in the coming days. If only they could understand that every of my actions was simply to protect them from my father. I stared into the gloomy night whilst wondering where my mate was and how he was faring. He was going to be executed soon but here I was, clueless on how to save him. I thought of asking my father where he had kept him but that would only mean I was showing a sign of weakness and right now, I needed to earn my