Elijah's Point of View
I woke up this morning to someone pounding on my door.
"Hold on. I'm coming," I said as I threw my black and blue comforter off me. Since I slept naked, I grabbed a pair of basketball shorts off the floor and put them on.
I walked to the door and opened it, and there stood my father. He was a mess. His eyes were a little bloodshot, his hair a mess, and he smelled like smoke.
"What the hell happened to you?" I asked as I backed away. He smelled horrible.
"I am going to ask you this once, and if you lie and I find out, then you will suffer my wrath."
"Okay."
"Did you set head warriors Brody's house on fire last night with Maya all alone in it?"
Bryson, my wolf, began to whimper in my head. 'Is mate okay?'
"No, I didn't. I was in my room all night."
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