Chapter 77

VIOLET’S POV I was a fool to hate my father. I was an even bigger fool to think that he never loved me when his disappearance was literally him proving that he did. Even though I didn’t know anything about it. It hurt to know that he suffered just as much as I did, if not more and there was no way that either of us could have reached out to the other. But it was still hard to believe that he did this all for me. He had the weirdest way of showing affection. “When I was a child you were never there. Especially after Mom died. You switched, you never spoke to anyone else except it was pack business related and even if you did, you never smiled with me. And then the attack happened….” I paused, I wanted him to know all that happened to me over the years. I wanted him to know what his absence cost me. I heard him sob some more and my tears found more means to fall freely as well. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry I took out my grief on you.” “That’s not the end of it… that not even the beginning of all