***Trigger Warning: Physical and emotional child-abuse ahead.***
***Zane***
It feels strange to see the man I've feared for so long kneel before me, trembling like all the times I stood before him while I recited my poems. But even as he bleeds, even as he sits at my mercy, I still see the look of disgust flicker in his eyes when I speak to him for the first time in almost 20 years.
“H-Hello, father,” I snarl, my fists clenching at my sides as I fight to contain my anger.
How can he hate his own son so much!?
Around me, the Scarlett Haven wolves gawk at me, unable to believe I just called their Alpha, ‘father’.
“You’re…. You’re no son of mine,” Sebastian pants, his brown eyes turning blue as the wolf within takes over. “You’re nothing more than a weak, pathetic-”
I swing my arm bac
