Chapter 117. Half-Breeds

“So, your father’s raging a war with not only vamps, whom he set in motion, but his pack, even though his intention was to lord over you all? And half of you now live in the manor that belonged to your mom, a half-witch? A manor you knew you had but didn’t need. All while I was off finding your mom, who holds the key to us having some sort of powerful gifts to put things right?” I digress, trying to put everything in order and avoid mentioning what a douchebag, selfish, hurtful, cheating dickhead he is.

“Yeah, sounds about right. My mom’s family is mostly gone. Not that I ever knew them, and I only knew I inherited this manor because she left it to me as a gift on my sixteenth birthday with a femme she trusted. It sat empty. She never lived there, so we had some cleaning up to do. Generally, though, I’m guessing she really is a witch, as it was completely untouched, and no one seemed to be able to get in until I tried the door. It was weird but… a goddamn witch! The strangest