OWEN POV.
I had never questioned who I was before. Never had a reason to. I was Owen —one of the triplet Alphas of our pack. That was all I had ever known.
But now, I knew the truth.
I wasn’t really their triplet. I wasn’t even born from the same woman.
I sat in my room, staring blankly at the wall, my mother’s—no, not my mother’s—letter clenched tightly in my fist. The words echoed in my head over and over again, but they still didn’t feel real.
My father had an affair. A woman who wasn’t his mate had carried me. She had given birth to me. And she had died.
I had another mother.
And I didn’t even know her name.
My chest felt hollow as I tried to piece together what this meant. I had always looked at my brothers and seen myself. We moved the same, thought the same, fought the same.
