♔ Tristen (P.O.V.)
The news of my father falling worse into his illness isn’t much of a surprise. I knew this day was coming, and I was prepared for it. Yet no amount of preparing for killing your father, your last parent, makes you any more ready to do it. Faced with losing a loved one makes one’s eyes really open. Some people try to stay in a state of denial.
Maybe that’s why- why I’m standing here, staring at the front entrance to my house as the sun begins to take its nap. The “palace” is what a lot of the lower pack members refer to it as. Although, it’s not really a palace when in reality, it’s more of a fancy 2 story, 6 bedroom home. It’s just referred to as that since we are the equivalent to werewolf royalty, the top of the werewolf hierarchy and rulers over the race.
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