Lucian's POV
Three days earlier...
The moment we stepped back into the pack house, my father didn't waste a single second.
”Explain,” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. ”All of it. Now.”
For the next thirty minutes, I told them everything.
How I had discovered the truth about Lily. Heidi's betrayal. My own blind stupidity. And, most painfully of all, the way I had treated Allison throughout our marriage.
Every word felt like tearing open an old wound. Each confession stripped away another layer of pride until nothing was left but raw, ugly truth.
When I finally finished, the silence that followed was suffocating.
”You mean to tell me,” my father said at last, her voice so quiet it was almost more frightening than a scream, ”that we have a five-year-old granddaughter we've never
