Chapter 59 Dead End

• Hunter’s P.O.V.
• With a jolt I sit up straight in my bed, I smell the scents of my Brothers and my anger spikes. Somewhere in my sleep I came to the conclusion that they had no right hiding the truth from me, especially not after I made it clear how I would react.
• It is probably why Papa told me to ask questions, not just to help me ease my mind, but also to keep me from screaming and yelling at them. They probably think I will accept this without a fight or an argument.