Christine's Pov
My hands are shaking.
Not a little.
A lot.
Like my whole body can't decide whether to fall apart or stay standing.
Tears blur my vision as I stare down at the paper in front of me.
It just appeared there.
No warning.
No explanation.
But I already know.
It's from him.
Clifford.
I press the letter closer to my chest for a second, trying to breathe through the ache building inside me.
Then slowly... I open it.
And the moment I see his handwriting—
I break.
Because I recognize it instantly.
That messy perfection he always tried so hard to fix.
He used to practice cursive for hours.
Getting frustrated when the letters didn't come out "good enough."
I used to sit beside him and laugh.
Tell him it already looked perfect.
Because it did.
Even then.
Even now.
I wipe my face quickly and force myself to read.
Dear Chrissyboo,
Hi Chrissy.
I don't even know where to start.
I'm sorry.
For everything.
For what I did.
For what my father did through me.
And for letting it get this far.
You were always my person.
Since we were kids... you made me laugh when I didn't even feel like smiling.
You made everything feel lighter.
You were my weakness and my strength at the same time.
And I ruined it.
All of it.
Because I didn't stop him when I should've.
The demon you fought... the one who caused all of this...
He's my real father.
Not the one who raised me.
Not the one I pretended was my life.
The real one.
And I hate that truth more than anything.
I wish I could fix it.
I wish I could take it all back.
But I can't.
I know you might hate me.
And I understand if you do.
But I need you to know something before I go.
I loved you.
I always did.
Since the very first day I met you.
No doubts.
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The Alpha's Secret Legacy
WerewolfWhat if your life wasn't just your own... but already written in blood, fate, and prophecy? Christine "Chrissy" Horan never asked to be special. She never asked to be dragged into a world of wolves, vampires, mermaids, demons, and secrets buried dee...
