Z A C H
"What the hell?" Rain muttered when he knew Andrew was Grant's son.
Even Andrew himself was surprised to know that we have the same blood running in our veins. Well, I was surprised too. Guess the cocky man was right about that thing.
"No wonder." The cocky man said.
"So what's the reason why the council paid our pack land a visit?" Dad said.
"I'm here because I want to take what's mine." He said and I sneered. Rain pulled me close to him.
"Yours?" Dad chuckled humorlessly. "Is that a joke? Because it's not funny. The last time I remember, the two of them are my son and that kid there—" dad pointed Andrew, "—is Grant's son and they're not yours. We feed them, changed their diapers, and wiped their wastes! So don't you ever say they're yours."
"They're already mine the moment
