There was so much more that needed to be said, yet I could not find the words to say it. Walking away from him had been the easier option. My father when he was frustrated and on the brink of anger was never an easy man to handle. I knew the sensible thing to do was leave, and that was what I had done. But his parting words would not leave my mind. They lingered there. Making me wonder exactly what they could mean. Did he know more than he was willing to tell me?
Sometimes I wished my father and I had the close relationship a father and son were meant to have, especially that of an Alpha and his heir. Instead we could not be more distant. Had we been closer perhaps he would have felt able to share things with me. Provide me with information that may allow me to protect myself better. Protect my mate...
