Jayden's POV
Anastasia sat on the edge of the bed, watching me. She didn’t speak, but her eyes told me she was ready to listen.
I stood by the window, staring into the night. My chest was heavy, my throat dry.
For years, I had buried my pain. But now... she deserved to know.
“My uncle Sebastian wasn’t always a monster,” I began, my voice low and stiff. “At least, that’s what I thought when I was a boy.”
Anastasia didn’t move. She just listened.
“My father was the Alpha, Alpha Leonard Greyson. Strong, wise, kind. My mother, Luna Helena, was gentle but fierce. Our pack Blood Fang was powerful, respected. I was their only child, their heir.”
I turned to face Anastasia, my hands clenched.
“I was only twelve when it all fell apart.”
Her eyes widened a little, but she stayed quiet.
“It
