I didn't recall leaving my father's office.
One moment I was standing there listening to Dante explain what Vivienne had confessed,
The next moment, I was outside, walking, breathing heavily, trying not to tear the entire estate apart.
The cold night air did nothing to cool the rage boiling beneath my skin.
My mother had betrayed us for years, now Dante knew about it. That alone was enough to destroy a man.
But it wasn't the worst part, the worst part was what came after. There was a hidden child, a son connected to Kingshade.
A son raised somewhere beyond our borders, a son who shared my mother's blood....My brother.
I stopped beside the training grounds and stared into the darkness, my wolf slamming against the inside of my mind.
I grabbed the fence beside me, bending the metal
