“She died when we were attacked by cannibal rogues, the ones who are possessed by the wendigo spirits. She was my mate and we lived happily together, content with the life we had before the treaty happened. Then the attack happened and those rogues took her away from me,” he continued with a trembling voice, the color of his eyes slowly turning to crimson as he fought the anger in him. “But when you were born, I felt Lilian’s presence in you, Claire. I have watched you since you were a baby, but I restricted myself from taking you for myself. Because that will be very unfair for you.”
“Y-You have been watching me all those times since I was a child?” I asked him, confused, “If you really did, why didn’t you save my mother and father from those rogues who killed them when I was seven then?
