“Yes,” he murmured, “I have heard that your father was Alpha Nathan of Crystal Lake Pack.”
I bit my lip and looked away. “He was.”
My father had been gone for more than a year now and yet everytime someone mentioned him, I still felt almost exactly as I did the day I lost him.
“My condolences.” The Bishop offered.
Stunned, I looked at him. “You knew my father?”
The Bishop lifted his robes and lowered himself unto a close by stone bench. “Only vaguely. He was at court a few times and I remember him as very brave, fiercely loyal to the king. He had this really loud laugh.”
Despite myself, a small laugh escaped me and I found myself sitting down beside him.
“That was my father all right.” I said.
“He would have been very proud of your abilities.”
My shoulders stiffened and I realise
