The Truth He Brings (Part 2)
Thea’s POV
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Roman roared, jumping to his feet. “Don’t listen to this bullshit, Thea. He’s obviously lying.”
I remained silent, staring at Kane. His black eyes held mine steady, unflinching.
“I’m not lying,” Kane snarled through gritted teeth. “Tell me, Thea, haven’t you always felt deep down that you didn’t belong to the Sterling Pack? That they weren’t supposed to be your family?”
I wanted to deny it, to throw his words back in his face, but I couldn’t. How many nights had I lain awake wondering if I truly was a Sterling? Why I never fit in?
Werewolves get their wolves at fourteen during their first shift. After discovering I was wolfless, my position in the family plummeted, and I was never treated well again. But the truth was, even before that–even when I was just five or six years old and barely forming memories–my parents and grandparents treated me differently than Roman and Aurora. I was always the afterthought, less important than the other two in their eyes. My needs and happiness always came last.
My grandparents would visit and bring gifts for Roman and Aurora. I usually got nothing. No hugs, no kisses. All I received from them was indifference and coldness. I never understood why they were like that. It made me question if I was truly one of them.
“You’re silent because you know the truth,” Kane said softly, his voice cutting through my thoughts. “You know you never belonged with the Sterling Pack. That’s why you’ve always
felt so alone and disconnected.”
I looked away, not wanting them to see into the depths of my deepest insecurities, my
greatest source of self–doubt.
“So you really don’t think of us as your family?” Roman asked in a small voice, hurt
seeming to tinge his words.
“Does that surprise you?” I shot back, finally finding my voice. “I was never treated like part of the family. I was always the one left out, the one watching you all be happy together while I stood in the cold.”
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The Truth He Brings (Part 2)
“Stop feeling sorry for yourself!” Aurora interrupted with a sneer.
“Why the hell is she here?” Kane and I asked at the same time.
I glanced at him, then quickly looked away, hating that we still had anything in common.
“She is your sister after all, Ms. Sterling,” Sheriff Hawthorne said with a tired sigh.
“No one in this room is my family except Iris,” I said firmly, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. “So I want them all to leave, especially Aurora.”
I felt Sebastian tense beside me, but I didn’t care about his reaction. I was speaking the truth. Family is people who care about you, and no one in this room except Iris had ever
cared about me.
“Can we get back to the point?” Damien asked, his eyes watchfully scanning everyone in
the room.
Kane shrugged, the handcuffs rattling slightly. “Then let me start with a story about Seraphina.”
The room fell quiet. I leaned forward despite myself.
“Seraphina came from an ordinary werewolf family. Her father was a farmer in a traditional Pack. She was taught to be loyal to the Pack, to obey her parents‘ wishes, and she did–until she met a young, handsome wolf named Maximus.”
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