Amelia's
It felt like everything froze for just a moment.
Truth to be told, I never really questioned my father and what he told me. I did not think that he had any reason to lie to me... but her words made me think and question everything I know so far about how it all started. So I stopped there in front of my mother, waiting for her story.
"So?"
I asked with enough cynicism in my voice to make it clear that I was not going to believe what she was going to say, but I was willing to listen.
"It all started when I was seventeen. I was pretty and happy, one of the prettiest and strongest women in your father's pack. That was why I caught his eye. At that time, to no surprise, I had a lot of admirers. And I liked it, I liked their attention... gifts. I was good-looking and I knew it.
