One hundred and twenty three.

Damien’s POV

I hear her stutter behind me, Irina was trying to get out some words, but nothing was coming. I glance down at Logan who is still trying to figure out what was happening. I don’t think even as a child that he had heard of the Blood Pack.

“Logan, go to your room.”

“But Dad, I want to know what’s happening!”

“Logan, I said go!” I change my tone and he scarpers out the room, leaving the five of us staring at each other.

“You were raised in the Blood Pack?” Liam asks, shocked by the information, “You told me you grew up down south in a large family!”

Kendra looks at her feet, folding her arms across her chest, clenching her jaw. “Technically I did. The Blood Pack use to live down South, until the witches pushed them out. We were given a choice, to join the witches coven or to stay with Blood Pack.”

“How did you even end up in the Blood Pack?” Irina finally finds some words.

Kendra shrugs. “They were our family!”

I watch as Tiana rolls her eyes at her sister, “You really are s