Chapter 63 Turmoil

• Drake POV
• I whip around and glare at my father as he leans up against the hide out’s dirty wall. “I can’t sit around waiting for things to clear up. We need to do something. They are weak right now, and we can easily take care of the rest, both Alpha Edward’s pack and the Lycans. We should seize the opportunity.” My frustrations boil over.
• My father takes a bite of a red apple and stares at me while he chews. His eyes are blank and hold no emotions, so I can’t tell what he is thinking. He swallows and waves his hand, holding the half eaten apple. “We can’t go too soon. It isn’t safe.”