Clay POV
I was seething with anger, my fury palpable in the air around me. For years, I had carried the belief that the wolves were solely responsible for the tragic demise of my family. But now, the truth had shattered my perception. It was the very man who had raised me. I could feel the weight of his actions, as if his every step echoed through my bones, reminding me of the twisted game he played by keeping me alive as a twisted trophy.
Confusion clouded my mind, leaving me grasping for answers. Was Emma right? Had my parents actually been aiding the hybrids? The wolves may have carried out the act, but it was Skade who had given the order. Did this mean the hunters were to blame, working in league with the rogue wolves? I yearned for the truth, a truth that seemed elusive and uncerta
