Chapter 476 – This woman isn’t my mother.

The grief hanging over the snowy clearing felt almost too heavy to bear, like a thick blanket of sorrow that pressed down on everyone present.

A father had just learned that the woman he loved more than anything had suffered even after death, denied any real peace.

A son had discovered that his mother hadn’t been given the respectful burial she deserved after all these years. No amount of words could ever erase that kind of deep, soul-crushing pain.

Seraphine looked at both of them, her own heart aching fiercely in her chest. At that moment, every single grudge she had been holding onto suddenly felt completely meaningless.

Compared to the devastating loss Vladimir and Voren were going through, her own past hurts seemed so small and insignificant now.

If forgiving Vladimir, if fully accepting him as family, could ease even a tiny fraction of his overwhelming pain, then why keep clinging to the past? It was time to let it go.

She slowly walked closer to him. Vladimir lifted his head to look at her, his eyes red and swollen from crying. Seraphine smiled gently, her voice soft enough to cut through the storm raging inside him.

"You’ve already been a father to me, Alpha Vladimir. So..." She hesitated for only a heartbeat before continuing with quiet determination. "From today, I’d like to call you Dad." A warm, sincere smile appeared on her face. "That is... if you’ll allow me."

For a long moment, Vladimir simply stared at her in disbelief. He couldn’t quite process what he had just heard. The word echoed powerfully inside his heart.’Dad.’ Not Alpha. Not Vladimir. Just... Dad.

The emotional wall he had been desperately holding together finally shattered. A broken, tearful smile spread across his face.

Before he even realized what he was doing, he had already stepped forward and wrapped his arms tightly around Seraphine. A heartbreaking cry escaped from deep in his chest.

longer cared who was watching. He cried openly and without shame, holding onto Seraphine as though she were

break down like that completely overwhelmed Voren. His

hesitation, wrapping one strong arm around Seraphine and the other around Vladimir, pulling them both into one

comfort and strength in the same woman. Neither of them wanted to let

own streaming tears. She couldn’t even bring herself to look at Olivia anymore. For over ten long years, she had hated her father Ian with every fiber of her

for her mother’s death and believed every terrible, poisonous story she had been fed growing up. Only after getting married and having children of her own had she finally found it

accusing him of driving his wife

one else wanted anything to do with him. Now she had discovered the

she had mourned for so long, the woman she had searched for endlessly, the woman she had desperately wanted to meet, was the one who had willingly abandoned her. Not only that, but five years ago when Ira had finally gathered the courage to visit the Grimroot Pack,

her head in disbelief and pain. "This woman..." She looked directly at Olivia, her voice filled with raw hurt. "Isn’t my mother. She may

broke for his daughter. She had spent years searching for answers, only to receive this kind of devastating rejection. "Dad..." Ira’s voice became small and vulnerable. "What

full

Vladimir spoke up after pulling away from the

the daytime preparing the grounds." He glanced toward the distant pack. "We have enough time. We can retrieve

he wanted to get back before tomorrow night. He wanted to stand beneath the Full Moon just once

he mind linked his Alpha. Several quiet seconds passed before his eyes returned to normal. "Alpha Faustus

Olivia’s face had completely healed. Her wolf had began to heal her

or plead. She simply waited in

his coat and pulled out his phone. Without wasting another second, he placed a call. The weather wasn’t ideal

of navigating through tough conditions like these. After ending the call, Voren looked toward Vladimir. "The helicopter will

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