"The fact that he wasn't her mate and that she was already mated to another alpha didn't matter to him. He was so taken with her that he had to have her no matter what. He swore he'd do everything in his power to get her."
Holy crap!
"At first they didn't think that he was serious about it. Then he tried to kidnap Mom, but thankfully he didn't succeed. They tried to reason with him, but nothing worked."
"But why would he want someone who wasn't interested in him?" I asked out loud.
"Just because we are werewolves doesn't mean that we aren't susceptible to being bad," explained Cade.
"I don't know what it was about Mom that made him want her so badly," Kyle said with a shrug.
"So they left?" I asked.
"They didn't want to put the rest of the pack’s lives on the line trying to protect Mom. Victor was more powerful and his pack was double our size. If we'd gone to war, he would have won and in the process our pack would have been slaughtered," he explained. There wasn't a lot of emotion in his words.
"Why did they leave you?" I asked the question again. They could have taken him with them when they'd taken off.
"They didn't want to leave the pack without an alpha was what they told Nate, but honestly, I don't think they wanted to risk my life. Victor never knew about me so when they left it was easy to pretend I was Nate's son and not theirs. By doing that, they kept me safe from him."
I pulled my hand free from Kyle's and rubbed my face as I tried to understand what he was telling me.
My parents had given up a son that they'd loved in order to keep him safe. My heart broke at this thought. I didn't have kids of my own, but I knew it wouldn't be easy to walk away from your own child, even if it meant they would be safer.
Everyone quietly watched me as I stood up and began to pace. So they had left the safety of their pack and they'd left their son behind to keep them safe. I knew deep down that my parents wouldn't have abandoned him without a good reason.
They fell pregnant with me after they left so they kept me with them.
"Who killed them?" I asked the question bluntly. I knew the answer already, but I needed him to say it out loud for me.
I turned to look at Kyle and his eyes met mine.
"Victor."
I felt Cade's concerned gaze on me as I continued to look at my brother.
"He was livid when he found out that our parents left the pack and disappeared. He swore he'd hunt them down and kill them for it," explained Kyle.
It was hard to think that my parents had left what little safety that the pack provided to face Victor's wrath on their own and that they'd died for it. I put my hand to my forehead and tried to breathe.
Suddenly the room became too hot and I couldn't take in a breath. He'd murdered my mom and my dad. Their deaths had been hard on me, but knowing why and who had killed them was too much to handle.
"Sit down," Cade gently instructed. I felt his hands on my arms as he led me to my seat. I sat down as my knees gave way. It was at that point that the emotion I'd been able to keep a lid on finally bubbled to the surface and I felt the tears beginning to slide down my face.
"It's okay," Cade soothed.
I felt like I was mourning my parents all over again, but at least now I knew the truth behind their deaths. They hadn't done anything wrong; they died because some madman had seen my mom by chance and it had led to them having to run for their lives. But somehow he'd still found them.
If I'd been with them that night, I would have been murdered as well. My tears eased and I sniffled as I contemplated the new questions, and thoughts began to take hold inside my mind.
"I'm okay," I assured a worried-looking Cade.
"Is he still alive?" I asked, hoping that he wasn't.
"Yes," replied Kyle. It wasn't fair that he was still alive, because my parents had died at his hands.
Another thought occurred to me. If my parents had gone to such lengths to hide Kyle from Victor, what would Victor do if he knew about me?
Granted, it had been years, but would that matter to a guy that had been ruthless and determined enough to hunt my parents down nearly eleven years after they'd disappeared?