How Hard Can It Be

[William’s POV]

I walk slowly, my irritation rising with each passing step and minute. Stopping, I turn and look at the man beside me and wait.

“What?” My father asks, eyeing me curiously. “Is there something you want to say?”

“Why are you here?”

It was pretty fucking obvious what I would want to know. There was absolutely no reason for him to have come here with Uncle Hamilton and Aunt Naomi. His feelings about Rosco and anything that had to do with him were pretty obvious.

“I can’t be concerned?” My father asks, giving me an ironic look. “Is that what you’re saying?”

“Given your actions just the other day, no.”

Goddess, I wasn’t in the mood to be dealing with this shit.

“If you just came here to attempt to get me to go back to Crystal Fang once again, then...”

“I didn’t.” My father says firmly. “You’ve made it clear that you are going to disobey my wishes, so I won’t try that again. I simply came because your uncle requested I do so.”

Because Uncle Hamilton requested it, he came alo