Fifty Eight

Grayson’s POV

“What nonsense are you spouting?” I growled in disgust at the arch-enemy of my pack. I had grown up knowing that my parents hated him. He was horrible, greedy and selfish. Yet here he was, talking such rubbish.

“You. You are my son. My child.” he did not take his eyes off me, and I felt like I'd been punched in the gut.

Alpha Theron, my father? It couldn't be true. I'd always known that my mother had kept secrets from me, but this... this was a whole new level of betrayal.

"Why?" I spat, my voice trembling with rage. "Why did you keep this from me? Why did you lie to me? What about my mother? Who is she?”

Alpha Theron's expression was calm, but his eyes flashed with a hint of anger. "I didn't lie to you, Grayson. You're my son, and I'm proud of you. But you're not ready to know the truth. Your mother is your mother. You are still brothers to these quadruplets, but you have a different father, and that is me. Like I said, you are not ready for the truth ye