Chapter 120 Damien

• I saw her wolf. She is my mother’s wolf, of that I am almost certain. The same colorings. The same markings. The eyes. Everything about her is so distinctive. I was in awe as she shifted. So was my wolf, Bane. I could sense that in him. He was in shock as she shifted. He paused his prowling around Tristan, my father-in-law. I had been close to attacking him, but his words of threat to me and my family had scared me, the way they had meant to.
• Yes, he had provided me with a home, a family. Of course, I had considered the man family at one point in time. He was the father to my mate. We had shared many a beer, at family BBQs, as we watched mine and Kadence’s children play. But to hear the things he had done, the things he did to my mother, the lies he told. The things he allowed me to believe to cover his lies were too much to let them go. And the shit spewing from his mouth to Lachlan and Tate were the end, I was ready to go, until she shifted.
• Seeing the beauty of Azaria appear in front of me was enough to knock the air from me. And I know it had the same effect on Tristan as I heard him mutter my mother’s name, so he saw the similarities in the wolves. I didn’t just see a similarity, I was certain it was the same. And when I called her Azaria afterward, she had responded to the name. She had looked to me, so I believe Violet was blessed with the wolf of my mother. The moon goddess had blessed her with the same wolf.