As Mark entered one of the rooms, his heart sank at the sight of his father emerging with a fury that seemed to consume the space.
The lines etched on his father's face revealed the deep emotions he was grappling with, and Mark could sense the weight of disappointment in his eyes.
There was an unspoken disagreement between them, as if Mark's father knew all about the unfolding situation.
Was Mark going to quarrel with his father on the same day and a particular topic twice?
His father's voice thundered, punctuating the tense silence. 'What is this that I'm hearing? Why is Nathan telling me to talk to you? He said the Hilltop pack needs us and I don't understand why he would ask me to talk to you.
He said if you don't go and help them then you have a zero chance with your mate!' Mark almost rolled his eyes.
His father's tone carried a sense of urgency, emphasizing the seriousness of the matter.
