After Thora finished reading the message on the communicator, Luke swung his backpack onto his shoulders and waved. "I'm heading out too. See you, Boss." "Okay." Thora gave a quiet reply and walked toward Felix's room, just in time to see Evren talking with Felix. The moment Evren saw Thora come in, he stood up with the help of his silver-handled cane and hurried over. "Thora!" "Grandpa," Thora greeted him. Evren looked her over with kindness. "You're much taller than before, and stronger too. You've really grown up." As soon as Thora entered, Evren's attention shifted from Felix on the bed to her, and he began chatting with her warmly. But Evren knew that Thora's identity and what she did were confidential matters, so he didn't dig too deeply and mostly asked about daily life. Thora didn't reject his affection and answered whatever he asked. They also touched on Marlon, but seeing Thora's steady expression, Evren didn't ask further. Thora is no longer the same as before. No, to be honest, she's always been different. "Grandpa, I have something I want to ask you," Thora said. She glanced at Felix, who was almost asleep on the bed. "Let's talk somewhere else." Evren was a little surprised but nodded. "Alright." The two of them went to a quiet park near the military hospital. "What do you want to ask, Thora?" Evren sat down with his cane and asked. Thora sat beside him and spoke seriously. "Grandpa, does anyone in the Talons have a rare blood type?"Evren was puzzled, but answered honestly, "No. Going back five generations in the Talons, neither the main nor the side families have any record of rare blood types." Thora frowned slightly, paused for a moment, then continued, "Before Mom married Norman, was she already pregnant with me, or did it happen afterward?" Evren's brows knitted tightly, and his face darkened. "Thora, are you ... questioning your mother's integrity?" Thora stayed calm. "I'm not doubting Mom. Grandpa, I just hope you give me an honest answer." She did not mention the blood type. Although it would have been more convincing, saying it would only make Evren worry for no reason. She only needed the key answer. Seeing the firmness in Thora's eyes, Evren swallowed back his rebuke. He sighed and spoke slowly. "No. Your mother was a well-read and sensible girl. Many people pursued her, whether among humans or werewolves, but she was proper and never crossed any lines with anyone. "But then, when she went on a work trip with me and met Norman by chance, she fell completely. I've been around werewolves my whole life and knew Norman was unreliable and unfaithful, so I strongly opposed their relationship, and we fell out because of it. By the time I learned she was pregnant, she was already three months along, and she and Norman had only been bonded for three months as well." Thora lowered her eyes and pressed on. "Before Mom got married, did she ever say anything unusual to you?" Evren shook his head, his voice growing heavy. "No. Because of the bond with Norman, we were at odds for a long time and barely spoke during that period." Regret filled Evren's eyes. "However, Marlon did meet her a few times back then," Evren added after struggling to remember. Time had blurred many details, but he remembered that much.Grandpa Marlon? Thora narrowed her sharp eyes slightly. It seemed that every clue led back to Marlon.