Page 15 of The Last Ultimatum: Part 1

“You can’t let her do this,” Kayla protested.

The look on my Dad’s face told me she was overstepping.

I grabbed her arm and squeezed. Much to my surprise, she actually shut up and took a step back.

“Dad, she’s right. He’s horrible.”

“Your sister had no complaints.”

“I’m not Chelle.”

“I know that. But Tilly, this merger of our families is necessary.”

“But why?”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

“He wants me to go to Campbell with him tomorrow.”

“Good. That’s good.”

“No, it’s not.”

“You’re going.”

“But Dad. . .”

“Sir, if she must, may I go with her?” Kayla asked.

“Yeah. That would be okay.”

“Thank you.”

My head was still swimming as she jerked my arm and practically dragged me from the room.

“Kayla, what am I going to do?”

“You’re going to pack your bags and we’re going to travel with Aiden and his goons to Campbell Tribe and dig up every bit of dirt we can find on him.”

“What if there is none?”

“For a jackhole like that? Trust me, there’s dirt and I’m going to find it. I’m not going to let you mate this guy, Till. You deserve better. You deserve your one true mate.”

I couldn’t help but agree with her on that. But there had to be more to this. I wasn’t as concerned about what we may or may not find in Campbell. My fear was in what we would find out here at home that made Dad agree to such an outrageous pairing.

“I’m going to run home and pack up my stuff. I’ll be back tonight.”

“Okay,” I said, but my mind was already reeling with possibilities and not all of them were good ones.

Maybe the Campbells were threatening my Pack or even my Tribe.

But what could they have over my Dad’s head?

Perhaps whoever took my sister was a common enemy causing the two Tribes to merge.

But why wouldn’t they just tell me that?

The Kings were the richest and most prosperous of all the dingo Tribes. My family Pack was legendary. We did not need the Campbells. So maybe they needed us and had made a tempting offer to my Dad.

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