Dominic had lost it the moment Lance started spewing those hateful words at his daughter. The whole thing had hit him too close to home. Dominic's uncle had been a kind and loving man. He had been pretty attentive and protective of his brother - Dominic's dad - until the day of the blood moon. The pack Seer had pulled uncle Brad aside and given him a prophecy. A prophecy that had caused Brad to turn against his brother and fought him to the death. Dominic had fought him too, and he had won, but the pack elders had been too chicken to choose him. His mom had been the one to take the hit more badly. She had even died because of it, her wolf was too timid to live without her mate and first son.
"Get the hell off me!" Dominic was drawn out of his memory with those words. Lance's face came into focus and Dominic smiled at how flushed the man was looking.
