I used all my strength to push myself up. I was afraid, not knowing what he wanted to do to me, but I also worried because I felt my wolf on standby, watching my father's every move and ready to break free if she sensed a threat.
"Get up!" he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me to my feet.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked. "I can't see clearly." His words made him pause. He held my face in his hands and looked into my eyes.
I couldn’t make out his expression through my blurry vision. I didn't know if he hated me so much that he no longer cared whether I lived or died, or if he still harboured some feelings for me as a father would for his daughter.
He released me and wrapped his arm around my waist, helping me stay upright as we walked back into the house. My clothes were still t
