Ivy's POV
My father seemed to collapse inward with each word I spoke. I watched his world crumble before my eyes, and though it pained me, these truths needed to be voiced. Reid was responsible for at least half the chaos we were experiencing. I was certain of it.
"How can you be so sure?" Dad's voice was barely above a whisper, but I caught that small flicker of hope in his eyes.
"I'm not entirely certain," I admitted, offering him that tiny thread of hope. "And believe me, I would love to be wrong about this. But something about everything that's happened doesn't add up. Someone betrayed our pack, and that same person attacked Grant."
"That's quite a conclusion to jump to," he countered.
