Chapter 30

NATHANIEL

Growing up in a pack that didn’t want you there hadn’t been easy, but my father had been willing to stick out for my mother’s sake. He loved her, after all. Her father was the Alpha of their pack, and she was the only heir.

When she’d found my father, she had planned to rule with him by her side, but fate had other plans. My grandfather would never accept a demon as his heir. Even though he hated my father, he still loved his daughter dearly. So, he kept the secret of my father’s true identity from the pack.

“He didn’t want them to know for obvious reasons,” I told Ayra. “They were all prejudiced against demons.”

I couldn’t blame them, though. As I grew older, I understood why they spoke about demons with so much contempt. The war had ruined lives and had caused many werewolves to be homeless. Even I had hated demons when I read about the war.

Looking back now, I could only laugh. How could I hate was I was? What my father was? Granted, I hadn’t