Chapter 87

IRENE'S POV I felt numb as the cold truth sank into my mind while Leon explained everything. My father… John. A rogue werewolf? Darkmoon bloodline? None of this felt real. It was as if the ground beneath me had shifted, leaving me standing on unsteady ground. I stared at Leon, but all I could think of were the pieces of my life that had never made sense; my mother’s distance, the strange looks I sometimes received from pack elders, the whispers I’d never quite understood. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” My voice came out brittle, hurt and confused. Leon shook his head. “I didn’t want to keep it from you. I only found out recently when we started digging into the past—into why you were targeted. Your father, John, was expelled from the pack long ago. His Darkmoon bloodline was seen as a threat. He was powerful, dangerous. The elders feared what he might do, so they cast him out.” I couldn’t breathe. The walls felt like they were closing in on me. My father, a rogue werewolf, expelled f