51.The Secret Between Parallel Lines

Quinn

I was born to rule. I was made for power. I was the next alpha after dad. I was the strongest of the three of us. I was the leader of my brothers and also the future leader of the pack.

Those were words that I knew right from birth. They had been ingrained in me from the start and I held on to it.

As I stood in the cave though and looked at my dad howling on the ground at the disappearance of his enemy, I didn't feel like I was strong at all. I didn't feel like I was the leader of anyone. I didn't feel like I could rise to trouble one day to save anyone in the pack if they were in distress.

I felt like shit. I felt numb as I looked at my dad and knew I was as helpless as my brothers felt. I felt like a fake and all my days of being strong and coming to the rescue of my brothers vanished into thin air in my memory at the sight of washing my father in despair.

How could I dare to say I was the future leader when I couldn't even protect my father from the pain in his heart? How co