“Shana!” My father growled, clearly frustrated that Lucas had effortlessly stopped him with just one hand. "Who is this... boy?"
"I’m her friend," Lucas answered before I did.
“Friend?” My father sneered. “I could sue you for trespassing and using your Alpha voice abusively.”
"I’ve been her friend since we were kids. Do you remember Bear?" Lucas chimed in, a mischievous smile playing on his lips as he held my father's fist in a vice-like grip. The strain on his knuckles was evident.
My father froze, a look of realization washing over his face. "You're Bear?"
"I know, hard to believe, right?" I chuckled, hoping to lighten the tense atmosphere. "I almost couldn't believe it myself."
Lucas glanced at me with raised eyebrows from the doorway, seemingly curious about
