Fiona
It's hard to get over being a disappointment. When I was born, I wondered if my dad wished I had been a boy. I knew that he needed a male to be the Alpha of our pack, but I wonder if he had been disappointed even back then.
The day Moira had my little brother, I had seen the pride in his eyes. I was six when my brother was born, and even then, I had seen how much he loved him because he was a male. Or maybe because he was the product of his new life without my mother.
Either way, now he was looking at me with his eyes lined with disappointment, and it hurt. Derek squeezed my hand, and I took a deep breath. His parents were sitting across from us, beaming, proud of their son. My dad had a small smile on his face, but he couldn't hide from me. I knew him and his reactions. Moira w
