The words tasted bitter in my mouth, acknowledging that my father had never truly loved my mother.
"My grandmother Eleanor hated this kind of woman who had no moral bottom line and destroyed other people's families, and my grandfather Gerald, who had been upright all his life, also firmly refused to let this kind of woman into the pack, letting her ruin our pack's reputation."
I paused, gathering my thoughts before continuing with the painful family history.
"At first, everyone in the pack was deceived by my father, thinking that he had really terminated the pregnancy and broken off his relationship with the woman outside."
The betrayal still stung, even after all these years.
"Probably when I was five or six years old, my mother discovered the truth and had a big fight with him.
