Chapter 56

Troy

I woke up lying in a slurry of my own bloody mud.

I came so close to dying that I saw the star planes. Beautiful wasn't a good enough word to describe it. The majesty of the cosmos on full display in all its spectacular glory lay ahead for me to enjoy.

My mother sat in a garden surrounded by water and trees. A gaggle of little boys who looked a lot like me ran around, playing and tackling each other, their happy laughter ringing throughout the cosmos.

Boys I somehow knew were my older brothers, my father’s many failed attempts at making the ultimate Lycan. The chosen one meant to defeat all his enemies.

Suddenly, I understood my mother so much better, and my heart filled with nothing but the purest forgiveness. I finally understood her. Why she gave up. Why she was afraid to love me too much.

How many times did my father put her through that torture? Conceiving a child using the evilist of magic, the pain and suffering of carrying that child, giving birth to him, just to watc