I had walked with Zaine’s mother for a while longer. She had shared many memories of Zaine growing up, all of which made me smile. Despite my frustration and anger towards him, I could not help but feel an affection when hearing the sweet stories of him as a youngster. Many of her tales included her telling me the many ways she believed her husband and her son were so much alike. In truth, listening to her, I think I would have to say she was probably right. I could see why the two would clash. Both were as stubborn and hard-headed as one another, but I didn’t think that was unusual when they both had Alpha blood running through them.
“Were they ever close?” I asked, without thinking, causing her to swivel her head to look at me quickly.
“You think they are not close?” She spoke sharpl
