Brad

"What did you just say?" I ask, thinking I heard him wrong.

"It's a complicated story. But the gist of it is that I am the son of the current Alpha of the BlackBlood pack and all that comes with that title." Damon repeats himself slowly, giving me the chance to process.

"So the BlackBloods..."

"They are alive and well. Quite thriving if you ask me. At this point, taking into account the number of members and the territory they control, they are the biggest pack in the world."

"But... you said the Moon Goddess... she... you said that you're in the middle between a werewolf and a rogue. And now you say you are an Alpha?" I ask, more and more confused by the entire thing.

"Well yes. The BlackBlooods themselves are a bit in the middle as they allied themselves with the rogues. Since I ran away from the pack, I am even more like a rogue. But I was never properly exiled. I assume my father still hopes I will come to my senses and become the heir that he desires. All for the good of the pack