Rohan’s pov

It’s been three days and I still haven’t spoken to my father, he has been taking his sweet time and I was still recuperating from my injuries, even when my wolf agreed to heal me, it meant taking its sweet time.

“You are lucky I am healing you, you son of a bitch” he spat before retreating back to the barrier.

Okay… there is that. He hates me now.

I ignored him for now, I had bigger fishes to fry. Like finding out what my father knew, he has been keeping his distance because he knew I would crawl on my knees and beg in order to get...