Chapter 40. Daddy

LAMIA

It was already the end of the week, despite how stressful it had been and all the meetings and planning, time flew.

I glanced in the mirror as I threw on a pair of denim shorts and a purple V-neck tee, pulling my hair into a ponytail, my fingers trailed over Zane's mark. I smiled; it was the image of the tribal black wolf, his personal signature displayed beautifully on my neck. I couldn't be more proud to wear it.

It was decided that I would be going back to the Golden Circle pack with Zane, much to Kellen's protest. Zane had agreed for 20 elite warriors to accompany us. However, they would be travelling with Hunji and Tawny, who were also ordered to accompany us to Zane's pack.

Zane and I would be travelling by motor-cross bike on a back route through the Blue Moon pack. A precaution just in-case the convoy was attacked. I hated putting my friends in harm's way and using them as a decoy, but we had a mole and if the attack was