Chapter 49

                        Zver's p.o.v

"You called for me," I asked with detest.

"Yes, I did." Mother answered seriously.

"So, you wanted to tell me something about my father, isn't it?" I asked.

My bastard of a brother came to call me from my room telling me that my so-called mother wanted to tell me something about my father. Since it involved him, I couldn't say no or refuse.

"Well...." She hesitated.

She was shifting every second uncomfortably and her eyes were radish, she looked like she was from crying and she was slightly pale.

What news would make her look so miserable that involved my father?. Because my mother was a prideful female, showing such a side to me was rare.

"Your father...." She trailed off as my he