Chapter 73
Farrell's POV My father is alive and well. Not just well, he is super well. He is fine. He left his family ages ago, so I guess he will be fine after all. Through the corner of my eye I see Aylee walk into the room. It's already night and we just had our dinner. Aylee and I planned on a wolf run together but our mood is ruined beyond imagination. She scoots closer and I place a kiss on her head, as I pull her to me. If she wasn't there with me today I would have killed half the supernatural board already. It's her voice and touch that soothed me on several occasions today. "Why do you think he did what he did?" Aylee asks me and I don't have a freaking idea about it. "I don't know. At this point I don't even know if he is real," I say. Because if he was a werewolf, he would have
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