EMILY’S POV
"Dad..." I called out to my father as I stepped into his room. I had been waiting for him to wake up, eager for my daughter to finally meet him. Before approaching him, I drew back the curtains, allowing the sunlight to stream in. A rush of joy filled my heart as he lowered his book and looked up at me with a soft face. It was a small gesture, but it meant so much to me. Unlike before, he couldn’t look at me without furrowing his brow.
"I've been up for a while now," he said.
"Are you hungry?"
"Not yet; I'll eat later."
"Dad, Lilac and Ethan are here," I said anxiously, unsure of how he would react. I feared that he might not accept my daughter because of her werewolf blood.
Although Lilac had yet to show any signs of her werewolf identity, I knew that once she turned twe
