*Declan’s POV*
I ran my fingers through my hair again and again. It was a gesture I’d gotten used to and I did it frequently without even being aware that I was doing it, and most times it was when I was uncomfortable.
I went out this morning to attend to some duties. Myself and Drake had now become so close and seeing we were handling most of the pack duties, we saw each other very often to settle one or two things. I had gone there very early to Creek Wood this morning to quickly drop some of the files I had worked on overnight when I heard my dad’s loud growl on my way back.
I was used to these early morning and late night walks and it was all thanks to my years in Riverdale. But I was more interested in what my father was doing in the bushes that early in the morning. I approached h
