My father.

He made me into the ruthless bastard I was and I could never change. I would constantly keep hurting the important people around me because it was all I knew.

My senses suddenly intensified and my gaze immediately moved to the stairs.

My Wolf clawed at my heart, losing every bit of composure as her scent filled our lungs.

She stood atop the stairs, watching me. Her hands were by her side and clenched Into fists. My eyes moved to the bite mark. though healed, the mark would always ...