Chapter 130. All in the Past

ARDEN

Dominic and Lorelei turned to each other. I could see the silent exchange in their eyes, the unspoken question, “Do we tell her?” and the equally unspoken answer, “We have no choice.”

Dominic’s lips parted, but Lorelei beat him to it.

“Dominic is not my mate,” she said.

My frown deepened. It was something I’d always felt in the way they acted, but hearing it out loud still jarred me. I always thought they simply lacked love for each other. It never hit me that they weren’t even bound in the way wolves were meant to be.

“My mate’s name is Patrick Elsher,” Lorelei continued.

The name hit me like a jolt. My breath caught in my throat.

Patrick.

My dad?

“He was from the North,” Lorelei said wistfully. “He came to the West to volunteer when there was a famine. He was a farmer… a simple man. A volunteer.”

I didn’t need her to spell out the next part. My real parents had probably loved each other in a way Lorelei and Dominic