Sinclair's pov
I ran my hands through my hair as I paced from one end of my room to the other, trying to seek a possible solution to this problem. I thought about seeking help from the other packs, but the only two clans that didn't have any fear for my father happen to be the same clans who have leveled these allegations against Blair.
"Who do I go to for help?" I asked myself and sank into the bed. I was already running out of hope and ideas, and it irritated me a whole lot.
Since there no solution was forthcoming, I hissed and walked over to my desk to pour myself a glass of wine when my eyes ran through the table and caught a glimpse of my alliance contract with alpha Klent.
A wide smile plastered on my face as I stared at the document, and the best idea lit up my mind.