Grace’s POV
I stared at the document, the words blurring as I tried to process everything. The weight of it crushed me—Kedron Hughes was my father. The man responsible for so much pain and death, including Grayson and Jacob’s parents. How could I stay in the pack knowing that every time they saw me, they’d be reminded of their parents’ suffering? I couldn’t bear to add to their grief. Maybe the only option was to leave—to disappear back to New York, where I could fade into the noise of the city and let them heal.
“Where’s Zane?” I asked, trying to shift my mind away from the document for just a moment. The thought of Zane wandering the pack territory in his vampire form made my anxiety spike. “He can’t be roaming around like that. The pack members would tear him apart.”
“Don’t worry abo
