Astrid
Charles’ fate was in my hands. I never asked for this to be my decision—but now, it was. By the Alpha’s command.
I stared at Charles as I thought about what I should do. He looked terrified but that hadn't stopped him in the past. I wasn't sure if the threats from dad, Solomon, and Tristan were going to be enough to keep him away. He might leave me alone while I was in Bridgewater, but there was no telling what he would do when I got home. He was still at White Mountain, and we would still have to work together.
Despite all of that, I didn't want him hurt. I turned to dad.
“He's not worth the attention that could come to us if he disappears,” I explained. “We don't know what kind of text messages he's exchanged with Lilian or what other trail there might be leading to us. It's better if we let him go.”