Zack's POV
It was around dinner time when Zack reached the pack house. The pain that was throbbing through his body, eased a bit by that time. The huge four-storied mansion was fully lit. A dark emerald Rolls Royce Phantom was parked exactly in front of the place, shaming Zack's collection of luxury cars visible behind it. A few men garbed in black suits were patrolling the grounds, bowing slightly as Zack passed them.
As they entered the pack house, Zack noticed that every member of his pack was running around the place doing some work or the other- a stark contrast to normal days. Women were shouting at the kids while placing dishes on the long dinner table while the men were busy arranging the curtains around the room.
As soon as the men saw Zack, their features relaxed, looking at their Alpha with hope. Zack shrugged and mouthed sorry to them at which the men groaned. He knew that all this work only meant one thing. She had come along with grandpa Li.
