Despite the formidable font I put up for my father, my heart was hammering in my chest.
His reaction to me was… not ideal in the slightest. I knew he wouldn’t be happy to see me, but I didn’t think that he would actually speak to me like that. In that moment, whatever shred of hope I held out died.
I sat next to Elias, reeling in his warmth and familiarity. It was the only thing that kept me sane and prevented me from spiraling.
“What happened to Ethan’s father?” I asked but dad said nothing. “We’re going to find out sooner or later, dad, and the fact that he hasn’t come out to claim this pack tells me everything I need to know. I just need you to confirm it. Is he dead?”
Dad hesitated for a moment before nodding. “He died the day you abandoned the pack.”
“I never abandoned the pack.
