As If She Doesn't Exist

[Fineon’s POV]

I felt a surge of triumph as the bastard king, who hadn’t once bothered to respect boundaries when it came to what was mine, stared at me in disbelief.

"What?" I smirk. "Surprised?"

"A bit," Angles admits, composing himself once more. "Who would have thought that I was in the presence of a master tracker. I honestly thought that all the good ones no longer existed after Tonitrum was annihilated."

Tensing, I try to keep my expression neutral as he speaks of my pack. I was sure he wasn’t intentionally trying to poke a wound since no one knew about my past except for Elleric and Fallon.

"About that," I begin, deciding to be open and honest.

"He’s one of the two remaining survivors of that pack," Ramone announces before I can say anymore.

Once again, shock flashes across Angles’ features before they settle on curiosity and even suspicion.

"Survivor?" He repeats, seeming not to quite believe. "From what I’ve heard, no one survived that brutal attack."

"Well, that was what we