~Damon~
I know some of you are probably sitting there wondering why things are about to get a little bit interesting.
Well, you’re right. They are. My family is a whole lot, and when I say a whole lot, I mean the kind of people who can turn a simple dinner into a battlefield. That is one of the reasons why I never told Lyra about them.
Not because I was never going to, but because I had planned to do it on my own time. My plan was to tell her when the pups were at least two years old, when she had settled into her place as Luna, when nothing could shake her footing beside me.
But life doesn’t always wait for your perfect plan, does it? Things happen, and now we are here, at the front gates of my family’s home, with Lyra about to learn truths I had every intention of keeping buried for a little while longer.
We were more than twelve in the family before I left the house. Twelve siblings, cousins, the kind of number that makes a house feel like a pack within a pack.
That house was always loud, always full, always chaotic, and to escape it, I left for another country to build a family with Camilla. Looking back now, I can say it without hesitation: that was the worst decision I ever made.
Did my family like Camilla? Hell no. They never liked her. They didn’t like her sharp tongue, her arrogance, the way she carried herself like a queen when she was not one.
They didn’t even try to hide it. The judgment was always on their faces, and they didn’t bother to soften their words when she was in the room. But Tasha-Tasha was worse.
Even my own mother, her grandmother, did not like her. Not only because she had taken mostly Camilla’s genes, which made her more human than wolf, but because of what she did. Something despicable. Something unforgivable.
And now you might be wondering why Lilian, my sister, is standing there throwing tantrums, insulting Tasha to her face without hesitation, right in front of Lyra.
Well, let me burst your bubble. The reason she does it, the reason the hatred spills out of her so easily, is because Tasha slept with her son. Yes. Tasha slept with her cousin when she was fifteen.
Her cousin was the one who took her virginity card, and she knew he had a mate at the time. She was not innocent. She was not blindsided. She knew and still chose to spread her legs for him.

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