Why Logan's Pack?

*****Theo's POV******

After saying my goodbyes to Julia after our long talk, I went back to my office only to find my dad sitting on the spot where Julia had earlier sat, waiting for me.

I paused at the door immediately.

“Dad?”

He quickly turned around towards me and smiled.

“Son, you're back,” he stated with a smile. “Please have a seat,” he continued, with a serious expression, this time.

Without being told, I could already guess the reason he came to my office. I had long anticipated his coming, though I didn't know it would be this quick.

I walked over to my desk and sat down, facing him.

“You're quite fast dad, one would almost have thought you were waiting patiently for her to leave first.

“It's nice you think it that way. So tell me, what is the daughter of my enemy doing in our pack again?”

He asked while staring at me with a suspicious glance.

“Come on, dad, you shouldn't look at me that way.”

“Why? Are you guilt stripped? Are you doing anything wrong, perhaps?”

“Huh