Lorelei
I slowly ran my finger over the photographs spread out on the table, taking another sip of tea while I carefully chose my next words.
The air in the private dining room grew heavier by the second, thick with tension—like the moment right before a lightning strike.
“These photos tell a story,” I said, tapping two of them. “Your mother seems deeply loyal to her birth pack. So loyal, in fact, that she’s been using Silvervein Pack’s resources to help her own family.”
I looked up and met Alpha Keith’s intense eyes with a calm smile.
“Wolves show who they are through patterns,” I said clearly. “Your mother got pulled down by these two relatives. And when she finally realized where her loyalty should be, it was already too late. Your father was gone.”
Alpha Keith didn’
