Mr. Charles sat in his study, his heart heavy with sorrow. He hadn't heard from Mr Edwards his butler for quite some time, he only heard that he was going to Las Vegas.
But he didn't know why he would want to go all the way to Las Vegas, he just hoped there would be some good news, he wanted to find his daughter, he knew deep down it wasn't an easy task.
A knock came in "come in '' he said immediately, he had been expecting him, but the look on his face discouraged him instantly, it killed every ounce of hope he had.
Mr. Edwards stood in Mr. Charles' study, his heart heavy with sorrow as he delivered the news.
Rachel's hatred towards her father and her desire to never return to the pack had left a deep wound in Mr. Charles's heart.
His heart was heavy, he knew and expected this but it was painful hearing it from his butler, but he was happy that she was still alive at least that counts for something, he still had hope.
