[Trigger warning: Childhood trauma]
A blinding gush of wrath exploded inside Zion's chest the moment he heard those words escape from his father.
His entire body trembled, but as his rage surged, all of a sudden, he was unwillingly reminded of a haunting, scarred memory from the past.
And surprisingly enough, it was still very intact deep down in his mind after all these years had painfully passed by.
The walls of the private chamber suddenly began to shrink in his mind, and the heavy scent of his father's cigar smoke morphed into the sickening scent of cheap incense.
It was making him suffocate since it was the kind of awful smell that he could never erase from his memory.
When he had only begun to experience the harsh reality of this world, Zion was rewarded with the biggest scar of his life…not by anyone else but by his own father, Alpha Callus.
On his 14th birthday, that terrified, vulnerable boy was being forcibly dragged down a dark hallway by his father's iron grip.
