Facing the Frost

Sloane

My heart seizes, an icy chill creeping up my spine. Does my father somehow know I’m planning to challenge him for the position of Alpha of the Frost pack?

No. He couldn’t know that. I’ve barely even talked about it with Corbin, Dorian, and Cleo—my father shouldn’t suspect a thing. And yet, he is here, and that freaks me out.

I step closer to my massive dragon mate. "What is he doing here?"