I stood there in shock, looking at this man who looked absolutely nothing like me. I had so many things running through my head right now and I knew that he wasn’t living at Ross’s pack when I was there, because I would remember him. I knew everyone, and they knew me. They just hated me.
“Why should I believe you?” I asked.
“Why would I lie? And why the hell would I admit to Samn being my father?” He asked.
“Well, you have a point there.” I said.
“I heard that you were dead. Every pack had heard that you were killed. They all know that you’re the white wolf. After your death, it was told to everyone that you were the last white wolf that was alive. The white wolves are now dead. But when I saw you here, I couldn’t believe it. I needed to make sure that I wasn’t imagining it.” Zane
