Hannah POV
Taking deep breaths, I remind myself not to let anger consume me as I lock eyes with the man who claims to be my father. He's determined to snuff out my wolf, and it's finally clear what all of this is truly about.
"And are you sick? Tina mentioned something about it..." I accuse, my disgust evident on my face.
"Sick," he echoes, a smile playing on his lips. "I shouldn't underestimate Tina. She might be my downfall."
"I hope so," I mutter under my breath, earning a quizzical raise of his brow.
"Do you wish me dead, child? Because if I were to perish, you'd lose the opportunity to embrace your truest self. You're a witch, a potent one, destined to succeed me..."
I can't help but scoff at his words, finding them ludicrous. There's no way he actually believes I'm capable of s
