Hunter’s P.O.V. I am floating in the dark with the events of the past twenty-four hours flashing by me and I start to concentrate on one thing. Pulling it forward and everything connected to it, slowly putting the pieces together. Little by little I am able to link pieces together, somethings make sense, somethings don’t and some seem just completely ridiculous. I have only a few things left to connect and one by one I pull them closer. I see a pair of dark brown eyes like my Mom’s, I see a stern look in them like my Mom and then I see a pissed off expression just like mine. I don’t know who he is, but I know with certainty that he is family. The dark starts to become lighter and I hear voices around me, not that I can make sense of what they are saying. I hear a soothing voice near my ear, telling me to take my time to deal with my thoughts and I wonder how this male knows what I have been doing. I open my eyes and close them immediately against the blinding light, but I know that I was looking into dark brown eyes. I slowly open my eyes to let them get adjusted to the light and when things come into focus I look into the face of the man in my mind. I don’t fear him and without thinking twice I slowly place my hand on his cheek, “Hello, who are you?” I ask him and I see his eyes becoming watery. “I am sorry if I hurt you in any way.” I whisper and he shakes his head before he pulls me into his arms. “You did nothing wrong, Princess. These are happy tears.” He mumbles into my ear and I see Jayce nodding his head, letting me know that it is the truth. “Pumpkin, how are you feeling?” Mom asks and I tell her that I am fine. Mom asks the others to leave and they do so without any argument. “Hunter, this is Alpha Drake.” Mom says as she looks at the man sitting next to me and quickly she tells me that he is my Grandfather’s Brother. He looks at me funny as I start to giggle, “Does Grandmother know?” I ask and Alpha Drake asks me what I mean. I tell him the same story I told Dad and my Brothers and he actually starts laughing, before he tells me she never knew. “Dang, now things are starting to make sense.” I mumble and both of them stare at me. “I think the others need to be here as well, Mom. I hate repeating the same thing if I don’t have to.” Once everyone is back in the office I turn to Alpha Drake, “What do I call you? Alpha Drake seems a bit overkill.” I ask and he tells me I can call him Uncle Drake just like Mom does. “Uncle Drake, my Father was an ascendant to the throne if the circumstances would ever be in his favor. Mom is the Daughter of a male and female from an Alpha bloodline. What that makes me exactly I am not sure, but it explains me being a Lycan and shifting at the age of eleven. It also explains why I can kick their asses.” I say as I point at my Brothers and Uncle Drake and I start laughing at the expression on their faces. Mom tells me that Grandmother had lied to her and that my Grandfather is still alive. “Uncle Drake, do I look like him?” I ask and he nods his head. “You have the color of his eyes and you take after your Grandfather and great Grandfather when it comes to your facial expression, but according to your Stepbrothers you take after me as well in that department. Your Mom has her eye color from me and your great Grandmother, Mom always said she was glad that Aspen didn’t look like her Mother. Both of you have my Mom’s hair color and I know she will be thrilled to meet you.” I gasp at the revelation that my great Grandmother is still alive and I quickly ask about my great Grandfather, smiling he tells me he is still around too. “I doubt if there is anything that can kill that man and I have seen him with the worst kinds of injuries.” I see Dad’s eyes glaze over and after a few seconds he turns his attention to Uncle Drake, “Drake, my Beta just linked me that you have a guest.” He says and Uncle Drake asks if his guest can be brought to the office.