Roan’s p.o.v. “Why don’t we give your Grandparents some time to figure out how to answer your question, while you answer a question I have.” I say after a Servant has brought us some coffee. I wait until everyone has their coffee before I decide to ask Gillean my question, I wanted to ask the second I heard it but it was clear that he needed some time to process a few things. “When did you live in White Rock Pack?” I ask and both Jaylen and Morgan look from me to Gillean. I give Gillean the time he needs to start talking, because I have an idea that this isn’t an easy story for him to tell anyone. “I remember it was close to my fifth birthday, Mom and Dad were on— what Grandma called—their date night. Not that I had any idea what that meant at that time, all I knew was that Mom and Dad were gone for the evening and Grandpa and Grandma stayed with us.” Gillean says. It isn’t difficult to see that this is bringing back bad memories, “I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of sirens, Grandma took me and my Brothers to the living room and Grandpa went outside to find out what was going on. He returned very quickly and I will never forget the horrified look on Grandma’s face.” Gillean has walked to the window while he talked. “I don’t remember much of the days that followed, but I was able to piece things together as I got older. I remember visiting Dad in the infirmary, he was badly injured and the thing that stood out was that Mom wasn’t with him. Before anyone could say something Dad looked at the three of us and told us that Mom was dead.” The last words barely louder than a whisper. “After we left the infirmary I heard people talking about a service for Mom, because there was nothing left to bury. That is what I remember clearly, the rest is a bit blurry from that time. I always thought I imagined things, but I am starting to think that my Grandparents kept a huge secret from everyone. I think my Mother is still alive.” Gillean says as he turns around. I let his words sink in, but I can’t remember anything he said that would explain his last comment and I decide to take a chance. “Gillean, why do you think she is still alive?” I ask him. “Grandma reported everything that concerned our family and it was all placed in our family tree, but there is no mention of my Mother’s death. Grandpa told me a little while ago that our family kept it hidden from Alpha Mick that Lycans had been born into our family and those things combined are the reason I think that Mom is still alive.” Is the answer I get. It is possible for a Lycan to survive an attack, if they get enough time to heal. I don’t know what happened to Gillean’s parents and there for I have no reason to assume that his Father or anyone else lied to him. However, something tells me that I shouldn’t just dismiss this and take a closer look at this with Gillean. “I was eight when Dad met Yara and we moved to White Rock Pack to live with her. Alpha Mick seemed relieved on one hand that Dad left, but I think he suspected something about my Dad. He looked rather sad at me when we drove away from the Pack-house and for a few years I shoved it to the back of my mind, until I saw my Father’s anger towards Yara for the first time when I was about twelve. After that it was as if Dad no longer cared about what I witnessed and the same thing goes for my Brothers. Callum is my senior by ten years and Shane my senior by eight years, they are just like my Father and I know there is nothing anyone can do to help them. They have been under the influence of my Father for too long.” Gillean says. A knock on the door gives Gillean some time to figure out what he is going to tell us next and when I open the door there is a Servant standing there with a cart full of food. “Come in and place it on the coffee table, please.” I say and I watch as she puts everything on the table, leaving us alone the moment she is done. We all eat in silence and in the meantime I let his words about his Father and his Brothers run through my mind. Titan is agitated and pacing back and forth in the back of my head, he is starting to give me a headache. I am not sure if he can handle much more, I don’t think he has ever acted this way before and I have been thinking about everything I have ever gone through in my life. Morgan places everything back on the cart and places it outside of Gillean’s room, none of us wants someone to interrupt us again. “I have seen my Father and Brothers do despicable things in the two years I was aware of their behavior, but I think there is one thing I will never be able to erase from my memory. For this to make any sense, you have to understand that Yara’s house was soundproof and no matter how many times I have thought about it I still don’t understand why it was soundproof. It was a few weeks after I turned thirteen, I got home from school when I walked in through the backdoor. The door to the kitchen was closed and the only time that ever happened was when Yara had mopped the floor, so I decided to open the door slowly. Callum had Yara bent over the kitchen table…” Gillean stops talking and Morgan tells him to tells us at his own speed.