Logan's POV
I stare at the most powerful figure in our werewolf kingdom with my head high.
His eyes are pools of coldness, while mine are ice.
Emotionless and unreadable to an onlooker.
"Where is she Logan? Don't involve her in our business."
He says the desperation to meet his daughter is evident in his voice.
I casually place my hands in my pocket to nod at Ben.
He understood my order; my forces would surround this place within a minute. He won't be leaving here alive unless he agrees to what I offer.
"She is resting right now; however, you won't be allowed to meet her till we have discussed and arrived at a negotiation."
He steps closer; fury is evident in his eyes.
"I said I need to see her with my own eyes. What if you are bluffing, and she is not my daughter?"
I step clo
