Chapter Seventy Six

"I hate the fact that I can't transform into my wolf form like the rest; in some ways, it makes me feel incomplete, like I am missing something. I feel like a mere human," I said to him.

"Maybe something could be done to retrieve your wolf?" He asks, but I shake my head; nothing could be done. I knew that, and I had accepted it.

"Now I want to know something about you," I say. There are many things he keeps to himself, things he keeps hidden, and if only he could open up—but then I remembered what had happened the last time he did open up. I took that for granted; I used it against him. Would he ever be willing to do that again?

"What do you want to know?"

"Anything," I say.

"That's pretty wide," he says. I didn't really think he would give out anything private, but then he began. "You've always wanted to know why I had never gone to my mother's aid, why I left her to Slade.

I believed that my father wasn't as bad in the past; maybe I could be wrong, but I do believe my mother had a p