Fangs of Fate
Samuel P Dave
My father appears next, and he frightens me just as much as he did the night I left.
His left eye is blurry from blindness, and my mother left a large scar on his left cheek and brow. If it weren't for our shared Lycan scents, you wouldn't be able to tell that he and I are connected because his other eye is a pale blue color, very dissimilar from mine. The only difference in his appearance from the last time I met him is a slight graying of his hair.
Big, frightful, frightening, and cruel.
His eyes are narrow as he crosses his arms and looks down at me. I find myself crouching, unwilling to face him.
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