Pollux.
After the fallout with Cassie the day before, I made sure to steer clear of my parent’s watchful eyes. From what I heard, Cassie had been grounded to the pack house, and not allowed to attend school and that was the last thing I wanted to happen to me.
I had an image to uphold as the future Alpha of this pack.
I couldn’t be seen being punished.
Heading downstairs, I made my way towards the kitchen just in time to spot my mother taking muffins from the pan and placing them on a plate. Her blue eyes met mine, and as they did, she smiled at me. “Good morning, my sweet boy.”
“Morning, Mom. Where’s Hale at? I was supposed to see him before I left this morning.”
“Oh, he actually left fifteen minutes ago.” She frowned as she wiped off her hands and set the towel on the counter. The house smelt of freshly baked bread, and I knew something was up because the only time mom baked was when she was stressed out.
