Dargan’s POV
A fit of rage…
Such small words yet their impact was devastating. It could break hearts, spirits, and even people. Leaving behind a destruction not even Pompey could match. It resulted in blood and tears. Broken and damaged souls. It was the root of sin, of evil, and of death...
A fit of rage…
That’s what had driven my father to do the things he’d done!
I didn’t know for sure, but I guessed that on his deathbed that my grandfather – or father?! f**k, I cared at this point – had confessed to what he’d done. Told Alpha Raymond about the facilities and about the females they kept there.
About the pups they created…
I’d liked to think that he felt regret for what he’d done, but--- yeah, I’m pretty sure that he just wanted to get out of hell…
But anyway, my father had looke
