MIA
I moved closer and stood over him. He might be an alpha, but this man will know that a white wolf is no one to mess with. I lean over him and can sense my uncle and other members standing up and looking on.
“Chloe started it all; who made me the pack’s punching bag?” I took another step back and lifted my t-shirt to reveal the scars on my body. Some have faded away since Lyla has gained stronger since we stayed with her. She healed me once she had recovered herself. Some are going to be there, but there is one scar on my body that is there; my father didn’t do it.
No one knows this story. I never thought I would have to tell it, but since he was here and was defending the man who did it, it is only fitting to tell him exactly what his son is like. It was after the rumors came out
