She’d ignored her brothers on the way home, even Carlos, which she felt a little bad about. They’d always been closest, but right now she was livid at her overbearing pack. Worse, she knew they were going to use the attempted kidnapping to keep her under lockdown. She was all for safety and precautions, but she didn’t want her veterinary practice to suffer and she didn’t want to live like a prisoner. If she hadn’t used so much energy using her healing powers before she would have been better prepared to defend herself. She might not be the strongest in the pack, but her brothers had taught her to defend herself. The heavy oak door opened then closed behind her. Melina didn’t turn from her seat in the high-back chair in front of her father’s desk, but waited for him to take a seat across from her. Surprising her, her father, all six feet three inches of him, sat in the matching brown high-back chair next to hers and shifted her seat to face his.
