Grayson sat looking at the two women in front of him, one brunette like her father, one blonde like her grandmother. His Alpha and Luna. Their resemblance was so clear. He would have known without any introductions who they were.
His heart was filled with pain, with guilt. Could he really tell them everything that had happened? It had been easier to tell Jackson, because he didn’t know them, and wasn’t related to them.
He knew what he had to say was going to cause them pain. He was ready for the moment they hated him. He should have come back years ago. Not lived out his life in hiding. What kind of wolf was he?!
Marianne shifted on the sofa. She had realised who Grayson was when she first saw him. He had been just a young teen when she left her pack to be with her Alpha. She looke……
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