CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO

Vladimir's pov I was in my father's room, we always had private conversations in here instead of the normal room where people could overhear our conversations. I have been home for five days now and had to drag my father out to talk to me. He heard the urgency in my voice and quickly led us here so we could talk better. 'What is it Vladimir? Where is this mate of yours?" he asked all at once. 'Slow down father, there is something I missed when I told you I found my mate." I told him. He sealed his lips immediately, waiting for me to tell him what it is. 'What I forgot to tell you is that my mate is a werewolf" I said. The room became colder than it was when I came in, his face shut down from shock, his eyes suddenly looked sad and downcast. 'Father, are you alright?" I asked him when minutes passed and he still didn't say anything. He ignored me, he took a seat on his sofa and put his face in his hands and breathed into them. 'We have a problem" he said gravelly. 'I know tha