Several years earlier.
Hiroen’s POV
“Hiroen, your mother and I have something we want to tell you.” My dad says to me in an unusually serious tone. My father is the Gamma of our pack and is very well respected amongst his peers.
“Am I in trouble?” I ask. I am going to be 18 in a few days. I’m no stranger to getting in a bit of trouble.
“No son. We just want to talk. You’re not in trouble. Take a seat.” My dad gestures for me to sit. I take a seat in the chair across from my dad and mom. My mom looks worried. She has her hands folded in front of her, resting on her lap. My dad is sitting crouched forward. His legs are spread and he has his elbows resting on his thighs. His fingers are intertwined with one another. He’s looking at the floor, as if he’s trying to figure out what to say. M
