Chapter 123 Forever Gone

• Sage
• The truth came out like a storm that had been building for years—slow at first, then all at once, tearing everything down.
• No one mourned my father. Not a single tear. The pack whispered about it in corners; the elders nodded like it was justice long overdue. He’d killed innocents. He’d nearly killed his own son. The world didn’t need to pretend he was worth grieving. Even his step-wife—my stepmother—vanished the next day. Packed a single bag and disappeared into the night, too ashamed to show her face after the news spread. I didn’t blame her. Some stains don’t wash off.