She looked up at me, her big eyes curious, but nodded. “Okay, daddy.”
I gave her a reassuring smile and then turned to face my father. He sat in the armchair, looking calm, oblivious. My blood boiled.
“Father,” I said, my voice colder than I intended. “I need to speak with you. Alone. Now.”
He raised an eyebrow, sensing the shift in my tone, but he agreed.
I didn't waste any time when we got there. I looked him straight in the eye, my gaze unwavering. “In all these years, Father,” I began, my voice steady despite the anger churning inside me, “I have questioned your abilities as a father. Many times even. But one thing I have never questioned is how good of an Alpha you were. How strong, how wise, how protective of our pack.” I paused, letting my words hang in the air. “And now-- now
