Damien's POV
When I told my parents and the twins about Red's wolf surviving, they were over the moon. The twins wanted to meet her and so did my mother. I explained to them that we can't arrange anything because of how weak Ivory was. We don't know when next she'll be strong enough to take control. My father, on the other hand, looked confused and conflicted. Again he looked like he knew more than we did.
After dinner, I asked to speak with him in the office. I closed the door behind us and walked with him to the couch. "Father?" I didn't even know how to start asking him. "There's very little in this world that eats away at you like regret does, Damien." He sighed out.
Now, I know he was definitely holding something back.
"What regret is eating away at you father?" I asked him.
