Threat

After the conversation I had with father, I moved my way to my room.

I needed some rest, I needed a break from all the office work and worries I had.

The shouldn't be any reason for me to get worried, but looking at the recent scenarios, Darren's moves, all of it were enough reason to get me worried.

I took the jug on the little table and poured myself a good amount of water, and was on an attempt to gulp it down when my eyes caught up with something on the table.

I halted, dropping back the glass of water, I stretched forward and reach to it; an envelope.

I wondered what was the contents in it.

"Why not you open it?" My wolf asked, and with so much uncertainty, I got it open.

There was a hand written letter inside of it, pondering on how it got it's way into my room, I immediately got it opened.

My eyes widened at the contents of the letter, my hands shuddered on the grip I had on it as I threw it off