I stood in shock as the pack guards grabbed me roughly by my arms, my father was saying something, probably reminding me of how much of a disappointment I was and asking me where I got the audacity to run away from the pack.
But I didn't hear a word because my gaze was fixed on the image in front of me.
Mason Gray is Ophelia's godson.
There must be a mistake somewhere.
There has to be.
The guards dragged me away in my stunned state, I was too shaken by what I just saw.
I raised my head and watched my father lead us back to the pack house. What if there's a mistake?? What if he is just a Mason look alike?? My luck cannot be that rotten that the man who took my virginity and gave me the best sex of my life, is Ophelia's most treasured person.
I've had terrible things happen to me but things cannot get this bad. Right?
Without thinking twice, I blurted out the question before it exploded in me, "Dad..."
