Waylen POV
Werewolves feel pain too.We regret.We grieve and rage.
For days now, that has been my reality.
Ever since the truth began to unravel before me, my emotions have been locked in a constant war. I feel as though my chest has become a battlefield where loyalty, anger, love, and betrayal clash without mercy.
Knowing what I now know has changed everything and yet, somehow, nothing feels resolved.
My father… Alpha Damien.
The very name weighs heavily on my heart.
For years, I believed he was strict because he loved the pack. Ruthless because leadership demanded it. Cruel because strength required sacrifice. I defended him in my heart even when others whispered about his brutality.
Even when I watched innocent wolves punished too harshly, I told myself there had to be reasons I
