Louis's POV
The moment we stepped into the living room, Lennox barked, his voice sharp and filled with anger.
"Mother! Father! Damien!" he roared, loud enough to shake the walls. "Get in here—NOW!"
His chest was heaving, his fists clenched, and his eyes were glowing with rage.
Levi and I stood beside him, silent, but equally seething. We knew exactly what this was about.
We needed answers.
And this time, no one was leaving this room until every secret was dragged out into the light.
Footsteps echoed on the stairs. Damien appeared first. I didn't waste a second—I attacked him and smashed my fist into his face.
Our parents, who had just entered, froze in shock, but before Damien could even stumble back from the blow, I grabbed him by the collar, yanked him forward, and snarled right into his face.
"How dare you!" I spat in rage. My wolf growled angrily inside me.
