Chapter 10

Harris’s POV

“Get lost!”

I roared. That woman actually dared to knock on the door. Was she really not afraid that I would strangle her?

“Harris, it’s me.”

As Carmen’s voice came through the door, I pinched the bridge of my nose and suppressed the rage in my heart.

“Come in.”

I stared at the shattered frame and photo on the table without looking up. “What’s up?”

Carmen walked up to the table and picked up the photo frame.

“Mom passed away almost seven years ago. Perhaps everything would’ve been different if she were still alive.”

She had a look of pain on her face as she clutched the photo.

I clenched my teeth and started reliving my memories.

My name was Harris Bishop. Carmen’s my sister, and our mom was the Luna to that old Alpha, my so-called father.

They were also mates to each other, but the funny thing was, my father was a fickle man. He was unwilling to have only one woman, so he had many mistresses.

Those children whom his mistresses had given birth to became my titular sibling