chapter 51

"Oh, my God." I feel sick as bile rises in my throat, the levity of the situation finally coming through at me. I was an idiot to think that he d been sitting twiddling his thumbs at the packhouse while I ve been gone. Everything is in uproar, and he s been in the middle of an actual war. "It s not the same size as the packhouse by a long shot, it s a homestead, but it has some land. It s isolated from humans, surrounded by forests, and for now, we re managing to defend it pretty well. I m more focused on keeping my people safe and giving them a place to rebuild before I go chasing vampires and starting fights like my father seems to be doing. It s all he cares about, and now knowing what you showed me ... it makes perfect fucking sense. The war was his glory days; he was a commander with an army who jumped to his orders, lording over a united race. I wouldn t put it past him to somehow deliver a means to the vampires to rile it up again." The anger simmers in hi