Parisa's POV
I blinked.
I blinked a few times more as Elea and I stared into my brother's wolf's eyes. "What?" I whispered through the link. "That isn't true," I went to stand up, but Michael whined for me to say back down on the flat rock.
"Just listen, and I'll tell you. I'll tell you every bit of it," I could hear Michael silently crying; the remorse dripped from him as I tried to shield myself from the many emotions swirling.
"You never told our parents, did you? That's why you have been extra helpful, the guilt. It has plagued you through so many years?" I kept my voice quiet, even though I didn't have to. This conversation was linked to just the two of us, and no one could come in unless our father used his power.
"I was so scared, so scared they would cast me out. Apart of me
