It takes me a while to process what he just said. Their father chased their vampires to the North. That very same North where my original Clan was living, the Blue Moon Clan. So, this is what William was aiming at from the start…
“Those vampires… killed the Blue Moon Clan?” I ask.
“That’s right,” says William.
I feel Damian’s grip tightening around me. I can’t decipher his expression right now. My mate seems lost between anger, confusion, surprise, and… resolve. I know. I know this hand just won’t let go of me. I look at those silver eyes, and despite everything, they bring me some sort of confidence. My wolf agrees with me, too.
William is watching my reactions, and so are Nathaniel and Neal. Even Bobo stopped growling and is just standing between my cousin and me in silence.
