Analyn POVI watched Ambrose attack my father in his wolf form. He pounced at my father, who had no fighting chance, and then he tore his throat out. I couldn't say anything as my father lay on the ground, his throat making a gurgling sound as fresh blood gushed out from his gaping wound. He choked on his blood for a few more minutes then went still. "You did it...you killed my father," I whispered."He wasn't your father," Theo said. He didn't even flinch when that happened. No one did. I guess these types of things weren't uncommon for werewolves.Beasts, as my father called them."He raised me, so he was still my father," I insisted. I looked at Ambrose. He was still in his wolf form as he stared at me. His intense green eyes were boring into mine. Blood matted his fur. ~ Don't be sad, Ana. He was the bad guy, so I killed him,~ his wolf spoke to me. But why was it so hard for me to accept? Ambro
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