Rohan’s pov
It’s been three days and I still haven’t spoken to my father, he has been taking his sweet time and I was still recuperating from my injuries, even when my wolf agreed to heal me, it meant taking its sweet time.
“You are lucky I am healing you, you son of a b***h” he spat before retreating back to the barrier.
Okay… there is that. He hates me now.
I ignored him for now, I had bigger fishes to fry. Like finding out what my father knew, he has been keeping his distance because he knew I would crawl on my knees and beg in order to get the information I needed.
I went downstairs after bathing, being careful because of my injuries. It was a painful time for me, I don’t know why my wolf had decided to add to my pain.
“Hey baby, you doing okay?” my mom asked when I
