*Bryson*
Ada's wolf would cause endless calamity? Had I heard him right?
"How?" I asked in a tight voice. "What's wrong with Ada? Or her wolf? Why do you say that?"
As I expected, Ada's father was not interested in providing the information that I requested.
"The details don't matter," he said with a wave of his hand.
"But--"
"I was just telling you so that you will go back and do what's right," he interrupted me. "You don't need to ask questions: you need to leave."
My wolf tried to growl again, but this time I kept control. He seemed to notice my internal struggle though.
"Some things are meant to stay in the past," he said a little softer.
Then, before I had a chance to push for more questions he had turned and left, taking the dead body with him. I watched him walk away, still burning for answers, but I wouldn't leave Ada. I couldn't follow him.
He knew that and used it to his advantage. Smart.