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stripped of any blades within grasp. Biding my time, I considered the options and quickly decided to play their little game.
     
    “My parents,” I answered. “Murdered by shifters.”
     
    “You know that isn’t true,” he answered. “Every shifter in North America knows of Erek…of his valiance, and his dedication to protecting his town. Your father was the greatest shifter among our entire kind, and what happened to you was a tragedy…but we do not murder our own kind.”
     
    Silence filled the air as I restrained my anger.
     
    “Not until you came along, that is.”
     
    “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but you have no idea what happened. You weren’t there. I WAS. And I saw them, both of them…draped across the forest floor, dripping in their own blood…shifters standing above them…”
     
    I tried to bite back my tears, but the sorry little bastards denied me my composure. Humiliatingly, I began to sob in front of them, my shoulders bobbing with my cries.
     
    “ You weren’t there! You can’t possibly defend your filthy, backstabbing kind when you didn’t see them, murdered by their…their own…”
     
    The pack averted their gaze, but their alpha kept his unwavering stare on me as I descended into a fresh fury of tears.
     
    “But you don’t understand…I was there,” he finally spoke after I had regained most of my composure.
     
    The words hit me like a slap in the face, and I slowly turned my furious, hateful eyes upon him. The words came slowly, drenched in malice as I carefully enunciated every last syllable. “You are going to have to repeat that for me.”
     
    “My name is Grizz…and these are my pack brothers: Patrick, Lionel, and Darren.” Each of the shifters in turn bowed his head respectfully in turn, before their alpha – Grizz – resumed his explanation. “I was but a cub when I met your father, but the night that he was murdered, I was a teenage shifter, already beginning the Change,” the alpha began to explain. “My family spoke very highly of him. That night, I was prowling with the rest of his pack in those woods, when we heard a disturbance. We rushed to aid your parents as quickly as we could, but by the time we got there…the wolves had already gotten them. It broke our hearts. They raced away as we arrived, right before you stumbled upon their clawed, ravaged bodies. Had we known you had seen us, we would have stayed and taken you in — but our thoughts were centered on vengeance. We chased the perpetrators for an hour, a small group of feral, regular wolves, and the pack of us overpowered them quickly. We didn’t rest until their sinews were ripped asunder, their blood drenching the underbrush.
     
    “But by the time we returned for you, the authorities had already whisked you away,” the alpha continued. “We learned our mistake all too quickly, knowing that in our bloodlust we let Erek’s very memory down. We should have immediately come for you instead. If only we had known that you were right there! Instead, you were pulled from our world, raised as an orphan with your own breed of personal vengeance in your heart…but we had no idea how deep your demands for justice would run.”
     
    I silently listened to his words with unflinching anger.
     
    “I wasn’t with the pack when you found them, still in the forest around your town. Just several dozen miles over,” he pointed towards the cave’s mouth. “I hadn’t heard from them in several years. But as the news of their deaths swept across the community, we knew that there was a new, deadly Hunter on the loose. We had encountered your order before, but the savagery of your kills…it was clear that this was something entirely new altogether. It sent a wave of panic through all were-kind. As shifters continuously fell across the years, all killed under the same circumstances, we began to piece together the truth. By the time we knew it was you, there was no stopping your