/Aiden's POV/
Liam was eagerly waiting for me in the packhouse. Ria tried to persuade me to check her collection of coats she got from the mall, but I had urgent matters to attend—like checking the contract, Derek sent us.
My beta was not alone. He's sitting at a round table, a tray with steaming tea right in the middle, and two other persons are on the opposite side. The first one's my dad who's shirt was still wrinkled and not done up all the way, but the other one was clad in impeccable suit. Our lawyer. They both looked at me, two pairs of eyes assessing curiosity, one pair brightening up with a smile.
"Aiden!"
The Pack Alpha was mulling over whether to get involved in a war or not. It was a no brainer for me because it's my friend asking for help. Even though Derek Cassano refuse
