Lennox’s POV
Now that I knew the truth, there was no need to keep hiding behind this face.
No more masks.
No more pretending.
I pulled my phone from my pocket and stared at the screen for a second before dialing.
It rang twice.
"Golden," I said.
"Meet me at the pack house," I said. My voice was steady, even though my heart wasn’t.
There was a brief pause. Then, respectful as always, he replied,
"Okay, Alpha."
I ended the call and sucked in a deep breath. My chest felt tight, but my mind was clear for the first time in a long while.
Next, I made another call.
"Uncle Damien," I said the moment he picked up. "I found him. I know who wanted me dead."
Silence. Then his voice hardened.
"I’m coming."
"I need to change my face back," I added. "Bring the witch."
"I will," he said without hesitation. "And Lennox... we’ll end this tonight."
"Thank you," I replied quietly and ended the call.
I turned to Golden when he arrived minutes later, his expression sharp and alert.
"I know who it was," I told him.
His eyes widened slightly. "Who?"
"My father."
Golden went still.
"Gather everyone," I ordered. "Now."
He didn’t question me. He never did. He bowed his head and moved fast.
The packhouse filled quickly.
Levi.
Louis.
Guards. Warriors. Elders.
Then Olivia walked in.
Her eyes landed on me instantly. Confusion flickered across her face. Suspicion. Pain. Too many emotions at once. She didn’t speak. She just kept staring at me, like she was trying to see through my skin.
I ignored them all and walked to the couch.
I sat.
Just like Lennox always did.
Levi’s voice snapped through the room. "Are you out of your mind?" he demanded. "You’re a guard. Why are you sitting there? And why did you call us all here?"
"Sit down, Levi," I said calmly.
He frowned. "What?"
"I said sit down."
Something in my voice made him hesitate. Slowly, he obeyed, confusion written all over his face.
Louis scoffed. "Who do you think you are giving orders—"
"Sit down too," I said, cutting him off.
Louis stiffened, anger flashing in his eyes, but he sat.
Olivia still hadn’t moved. Her gaze never left me.
Then the doors opened again.
My parents walked in.
The moment my father saw me, something shifted in his eyes. Unease. Fear.
Good.
I stood.
"Golden," I said calmly, "tell the warriors to restrain him."
Golden signaled, and chaos erupted instantly as warriors moved fast, grabbing my father’s arms before he could react.
"What is this?" he roared. "Have you lost your mind?"
Levi shot to his feet. "Stop! What are you doing?"
"Stay back," I ordered.
He froze.
Louis stepped forward, furious. "How dare you—"
"I didn’t die," I said. "I was buried while still alive. And when I woke up, I couldn’t come back as myself because I realized someone wanted me dead."
I lifted my hand slightly. "I had my face changed. Just like Olivia once did."
Murmurs rippled through the room.
"It was the only way to survive," I said. "The only way to find the truth."
Then I looked at Olivia.
She wasn’t shocked.
She wasn’t gasping.
She was staring at me—hard, steady, eyes burning with emotion.
That’s when it hit me.
She knew.
She had known.
My chest tightened.
"You knew," I said softly, more to myself than to her.
Her jaw tightened, but she didn’t deny it.
Levi’s head snapped toward her. "Olivia...?"
She didn’t look away from me.
"I felt it," she said quietly. "From the beginning."
The room felt like it was holding its breath.
I looked back at my father, who was now shaking in the warriors’ grip.
"You wanted us dead," I said, my anger exploding. "Your own sons."
"You wanted us dead," I repeated, my anger finally breaking free. "Your own sons."
My father struggled against the warriors, his face twisted with rage. "You forced my hand!" he shouted. "You humiliated me. You took everything from me!"
"No," I said sharply. "We stopped you."
The room trembled with silence.
"You lied," I continued, my voice steady but loud enough for everyone to hear. "You poisoned your own pack with secrets. You played with lives like they were nothing. And when we stood up to you, you decided we were the problem."
Levi took a slow step forward, his face pale.
"Father... is this true?"

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When Olivia finds out she is related to alpha Calvin the chapters don’t make any sense and are not in order. Hopefully this doesn’t keep happening through the remaining 400 chapters....