Derek's P.O.V.
"You did what?" I called out to my pawpaw, seriously forcing myself to keep my voice down since we were in the retirement home and I didn’t want my ass to get kicked out of the building by one of the nurses. But s**t… I felt f*****g livid right now, figuring out what the hell my old man had done. The things that he had said to Jessica, who was still very much a journalist the last time I had checked.
"I just told her a story, Derek, nothing more. What the hell crawled up your ass and died?" He asked me, even though he was smirking like the smartass that he was.
"I know it's just a story, pawpaw. You told it to me more times than I can count when I was young, but pawpaw, why the hell would you go and talk to her about wolves out of all the subjects you could find about thi
