Victor.
Both of my trembling hands covered my mouth. I knew I looked like a hot mess from all of the begging and crying I had done, now sitting on the floor leaning against the wall like a beaten dog. The information that I had just told Owen was going to turn everyone's life upside down. Unknowingly, the truth had burst from my lips like water from a dam, a secret that I had kept buried in a corner of my heart for the last two years. It had amounted to sheer chaos that I had created with those words, but I had no chance to regret them because as soon as Owen heard that Ericka was Adam's biological mother he sprinted out of the pack house, as if the very hounds of hell were after him, into the deep woods chasing her scent.
"Say it's all a lie. Say that Erika is not Adam's mother!" Do
