Ron's POV
I'm walking on the grass in between the two buildings of my pack house. I just left Toby and a few other wolves cleaning up the mess that Ashley made in the upstairs chambers.
My phone is on my ear, and I can hear it ringing, but he isn't picking up. The line cuts out, and I dial it again. There's no way I'm going all the way to his place just because he called, without even saying what he wants.
He finally picks up the phone and I'm relieved.
"Why are you calling me Ron?" he says, shocking me even further.
"What do you mean why am I calling you, why didn't you call me?"
"I already told someone to inform you I want to see you... Are you coming?" he says.
"No I'm not," I grumble confidently.
"What?" he sounds shocked.
"Yeah Dad... I'm not your little kid anymore, you can'
