Chapter 47: Birthday Visit
(Rhys's POV)
The black SUV roared through the winding forest roads. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white. Uncle Caspian's words still echoed in my mind.
"Your father died because he couldn't control his obsession with his mates," he had said, his voice cold and emotionless. "He neglected his duties to the pack. He became weak, distracted. That's why he fell."
The revelation about my biological father's death stunned me. All these years, I'd been told he died defending the pack borders. Now I knew it was more complicated.
I pressed harder on the accelerator. The engine growled in response.
No. I wouldn't accept my uncle's narrative. I wasn't my father. My bond with Elara strengthened me, not weakened me. I would never follow
