Sympathy for the Devil

LYDIA

As a young child, I had never thought of my father as evil. Sure, he could be a sore prick for most days but my father's love for me was undeniable. When he could, my father had made time for a father-daughter relationship, and although my mother and several members of my pack had always claimed that Duncan Nightshade always wanted a daughter. My father had told me he was building me an empire. But now, things felt different. As I reclined on the cold floor and heard Alexios Rose spew his heart to his mother. I no longer saw the monster everyone spoke about. The Alpha who was wicked to the core and devoted only to only his pack was dead to me. Alpha Alexios was an angry man. A child who was yet to forgive himself. A true mate was rare but I was glad Alexios had rejected me. As the last of his verbal assault left his mouth, Alexios 's mother fled the room leaving me alone with the man who murdered my parents and a witch who would certainly now hold a grudge against me. Desti