ZACHARY"Hello brother." The first time I heard those words, I was ten. My father had just brought me from outside of the woodlands after the death of my mother–and to his palace.That day, I didn't need anyone to tell me I wasn't wanted there. I hid behind the safety of my father's back when he introduced me to the Luna–his true mate, and his son, Tybalt who was just about my age and of course my half brother. A fully marked child who deserved his father's throne.The look of disdain and hatred in the Luna's eyes spoke volumes and as little as I was then, I knew what the look meant. It still gives me the shivers till this dayThat day, I wanted to snatch myself away from my father and run far far away. But I couldn't. I had to resign to my awful fate. I thought I saw a glimmer of hope when Tybalt extended an arm of friendship. He had also waved at me from where he was standing behind his mother, when he said those words. "Hello brother."I was young and naive and lonely. I need
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