Venessa’s POV
She should have kept silent.
If she had, none of this would have been dragged into the open. The truth was already obvious there had always been something between her and the Beta. Trying to deny it now was foolish.
“I’m only saying that if she truly is your daughter,” Rochelle said quietly, glancing around the table, “then her wolf should reflect that. It should be partly Lycan not an omega white werewolf.”
My father’s expression hardened.
“I have seen my daughter’s wolf in its full glory,” he said. “When the rogues attacked us. She is half Lycan and half werewolf.”
He paused, his gaze sharpening.
“Perhaps Jahlil lied to you so he wouldn’t have to kill her. Did he tell you he was taken with her? That he offered her a place at his side as his mistress?”
Rochelle went
