Beau.
Fallon killed your father.
Fallon.
Fallon.
Those words replay in my head over and over again. Alanis said it to get me off his back. I know that much; he has known about this since God knows when and he just chose to tell me about it today.
This is my mate.
The person I am supposed to spend the rest of my life with. My supposed most trusted person. I leave him in the gym and once outside take a deep breath to calm my emotions down. With heavy breaths, I rest my hands on my knees unable to stand up.
I don't want to believe him. I wish this is not true but deep down, I know it is true. Uncle Fallon is capable of something like this. This is the type of man he is, so hateful that he would hurt his own brother. The only person that has been on his side all his life. Memories from growing up come to mind and realization hit me.
Every single act he has done.
