Chapter 99. Her Tale from Him (1)

Eir’s Father’s POV

“It all seems so trivial now, but back then, it meant the world to me! I had turned 22 and was the only Alpha son who had not participated in the mate hunt before I turned 20. I spent year after year pushing myself through tournaments and contests. It had cost me blood, sweat, and—what I will never admit in front of anyone else—tears.

I’ve crossed deserts and hunted wild boar in human form without weapons. I’ve crossed the wild sea in an open boat, alone, late in the fall—the one time of year the weather gods raged through the lands. The waves reached way above my boat, even above the ships, but I still did it, and I survived. I excelled as a front warrior, footman, strategist, and even as a medic. I fought werebears and lions and came out of the old Alpha games—something more like what used to be seen in the old colosseums in Rome than anywhere else.

I lived alone all winter without supplies or help. Conquered mountains so steep