138: Two brothers

Alpha Caden’s POV

Sitting across from Caleb, I felt the weight of years of separation pressing down on us, the unspoken distance between us shrinking with each passing moment. It was strange to sit face to face with someone who shared my own features, my own voice, my own essence, yet felt like a stranger in so many ways.

I began to recount the tumultuous journey that had brought me to this moment, I could see the curiosity flickering in Caleb's eyes, his expression a mixture of fascination and disbelief.

He listened intently as I wove the tapestry of my past, each thread a testament to the trials and tribulations that had shaped me into the man I had become.

"I was born into a world of chaos and uncertainty," I began, my voice tinged with a hint of bitterness. "My parents were rogues, drifters who wandered from pack to pack, never staying in one place for long. They were never there for me, never offered me the stability and security that every child deserves."

Caleb's brow furrowe