Chapter 121 Hundred And Twenty One

• ARIEL'S POV.
• I stormed out of my mother’s house before she could say anything else, my pulse pounding hard enough to make my vision shake. She called after me, her voice trembling, but I didn’t stop, didn’t even look back. I couldn’t.
• I felt heat crawling up my neck, my wolf pacing in my chest, furious and restless, urging me to keep moving before I said or did something that couldn’t be taken back. He had the nerve to stand there, the man who called himself my father, acting like he belonged in that space, acting like he had the right to show up after years of absence and destruction, pretending he had some claim over the life he’d ruined the moment he forced it into existence.