"To what do I owe this honor, dear father?" I couldn't resist taunting him,
He glares at me, "Sarcasm doesn't suit you. I just came to deliver you a message. You know how the rogue attacks have become more frequent?"
I nod my confused as to how he knows this. He took off after our little showdown and nobody has heard from him.
"I'm now in charge of them, we'll keep attacking until we get you. If more of the pack dies, then it's on your shoulders. If you want to turn yourself over to me, you'll find me at 325 S Walnut, that abandoned warehouse. Don't even think of bringing the pack to attack me. I have one of the pack kids, if they show up he's dead." He pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of a boy about 6 years old.
I'd seen him around a few times, so I know it's true.
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