Waylen POV
I stand there, frozen, as Alpha Dawne’s words sink into my mind one painful piece at a time.
It feels unreal
like I am watching a scene from a twisted movie rather than living my own life. A movie filled with secrets, blood, and betrayals I never imagined existed.
My father… Alpha Damien.
And the man standing before me… his brother.
My uncle.
The realization hits me so hard that my chest tightens painfully, my breath coming out uneven. How is this even possible? How could something this huge have been hidden from me my entire life? My father never once mentioned a brother not in passing, not in anger, not even in stories from his youth. It is as if Alpha Dawne never existed at all.
And yet here he is.
Standing in front of me, calm, powerful, watching my entire world cr
