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“Just tell me who it was.” I asked Diane, coming back from my recollection. “I want to know.” “The truth is that I couldn't see the killer's face but people, after the m******e that night, insisted that it was Alpha-king Magnus who attacked the clan and killed your father.” Was it truly him? Did Alpha-king Magnus kill my father? Was he the one with the tatto that had shot my father that fateful night? It was indeed a sad day for me so I would always celebrate my father every 4th April. It took me years to finally adjust to Palace life and live with the girls. It seemed my mother wanted to be taken away from her husband's land to a new environment. She kept saying that she was looking out for me when she made that decision but I still had my doubts about it. How could she had forgotten