For as long as Ethan could remember, he had despised his family but none more so than his own father.
Michael had never been a good father nor a sane one. He had just turned fifty-one when he got some poor she-wolf by the name of Catherine pregnant after a drunken night and quickly found himself lumbered with a pregnant nineteen year old. He had tried to squirm his way out of it like the snake he was but things were done differently in the Night Stalker pack and despite being the nephew of a high ranking wolf, he was forced to take Catherine as his mate and provide for her.
Except it wasn’t Michael providing for Catherine but rather Catherine providing for their pup and her pathetic excuse of a mate.
Ethan was grateful he didn't inherit Catherine's mud coloured hair or sallow complex
