“I have spent the last two decades watching over you,” she continued as I stood in stunned silence. “Slowly, I have moulded you into a vessel capable of holding great divine energy. How else would an Alpha’s child survive such a war? That you would be adopted by a powerful, influential human man who would raise you in secret to become a deadly weapon? That the future Alpha of the most powerful opposing pack would be unable to lay a violent hand against you? ...That you would be strengthened to resist the very silver substance that burns others of your kind?”
No... no, this wasn’t real.
...How?
If what she was saying was true... then it was her. It had been her all along.
My survival... my adoption... my upbringing... *Kieran*. It had all happened because she had desired it.
Even the note I found in my father’s documents. It referenced a woman behind the scenes helping him. That must have been Selene, manipulating him for who knows how long. Which meant...
My silver poisoning, my confu
