The moon shone brightly over the huge, castle-like pack house of the Moonshard pack. It only appeared like a castle on the outside, but the inside was designed with modern luxurious items.In one of its many rooms, Ryan leaned against the wall with his hands folded on his chest, staring at his dad with furrowed brows, eyes blazing with mixed emotions of anger and hatred.“You still look at me with that damned look in your eyes, huh?” Ragnar, the Alpha of the Moonshard pack, questioned, picking up a glass of whiskey.He leaned on the edge of the table in his study room.“I can't help it, and I am not going to apologize for it,” Ryan said through clenched teeth. He didn't fail to show how much he hated his father to his face.Ragnar let out a scoff and took a sip from the glass of whiskey before replying to his son.“I don't need your apology, son,” he replied. “One day, you will understand the reason why I did what I did.”He pushed off the wall and closed the gap between both of them.
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