My dad, a memory!

Helena’s P.O.V.

“Do you know the name of that ungrateful king?”

The reaction of King Edgar in response to this query was still fresh in my mind even after coming back to my room. His aghast expression was a guilty pleasure.

But as soon as the duty maids left me alone, I hid my face in the pillow and burst into tears.

The brave Helena was gone, only a young little Helly was left in that ocean of tears, who missed her dad dearly.

“Where’s our dad, mom?”

“Why do people call us orphans?”

Between our brother-sister duo, I was the first one to notice that a father was missing in our family. Like Zayden had his mom and Alpha Gladwin, like other omegas working at the pack house had two parents.

I remembered that it was our fifth birthday when we insisted on knowing the truth, so mom told us.

“Your dad died in a car crash, my little angels. He’ll never come back.”

So according to the myth of our dead relatives turning into a star, Liam and I selected a star in the sky and s