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Chapter Thirty-five: The Return

Author: Favour Isaac
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Xavier's POV

My father was alive.

The man I'd mourned for years, the man whose death had shaped my entire childhood, was clinging to a stone platform not ten feet from where I stood. Looking at me with eyes that held guilt and grief and something else. Relief?

"You're dead," I said stupidly. "Mom killed you. She said she killed you."

"I did kill him," my mother whispered. "I felt his heart stop. I buried him myself."

"You buried a body," my father said, pulling himself onto the platform with difficulty. "But it wasn't mine. It was one of Victoria's wolves, altered by dark magic to look like me. I was already gone by then, in hiding. Victoria's idea, actually. She convinced me that the only way to protect you from your destiny was to disappear completely. To let you think I was dead so you'd never come looking for me."

"Why?" The word came out as a growl. My wolf was surging forward, confused and angry and hurt all at once. "Why would you do that?"

"Because I was a coward." My father's
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