Chapter 7. Brother and Sister

What a mind-numbing hour, a complete waste of my time. Every visit of his is a complete waste of time, and I hate it. However, I do have to admit that it’s nice that there is someone who cares enough to visit me. As nice as it is, he’s making no effort to get me out of here, so there’s that. I don’t belong in anyone’s cells because I didn’t do anything wrong. I simply tried to fight for what was rightfully mine.

I didn’t say anything to my father and didn’t answer any of his questions. He filled the void by telling me all sorts of things I don’t care anything about. I don’t care about the pack news or what he’s doing as an advisor. The only thing I want to know is when I can get the hell out of here.

My mood elevates the minute I hear the door open. My mood soars when I see that my favorite jailer is still on duty and will take me to my cell. My father says goodbye, but I don’t pay him any attention. I’m much too focused on the gorgeous man uncuffing me from the table.