DOMINIC POV
The entire pack turned to see an old man step out of the darkness, his face furrowed with age and experience. He stood tall with the confidence of an elder, but I had never seen him before.
"She is a rogue wolf," he said. "Her father was banished from this pack years ago for betraying us. She is a threat to our kind."
Gasps fell around us. I wrapped Ella closer to me as my wolf growled in me.
"What the f**k are you even saying?" I spat, standing over Ella to guard her.
The old man chuckled. "Ask her yourself. Ask her about Desmond Blackwood—her father."
Ella stiffened beside me. I spun to confront her, my heart pounding.
"Ella?" I spoke, low and intense.
She was shaking, her mouth open like she wanted to say something but couldn't.
"I—i don't know what he's telling me,
