Elding
I said to him and his eyes widened.
“He’s been dead for eighteen years,” he said.
“Why did you do it?” I asked him.
“We were making money on the side, drugs mostly and he found out, it wasn’t personal,” he said to me.
“It was personal to me,” I said to him.
“Who are you?”
“Alex Jennings, or if you believe in prophecies, the Ulfr Banamaðr,” I answered him.
“He had a son?” he asked, slightly confused.
“My mother had just found out she was pregnant when you all ousted her from the pack,” I said to him and he sat down on the bed.
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