Sage didn't start the car; instead, he sat silently. He ordered the driver to step out for a while, needing absolute privacy.
Now, inside the closed car, only he and Katelyn were present.
"What are you thinking?" Katelyn asked softly, turning her head to study his strained profile.
"Why did Mom leave me?" Sage finally articulated the question that burned above all others. "Blythe killed her because I became the Alpha. Ten years ago, she killed my mother. I was twenty at that time." He clenched his fists on his lap. "The boy I met under that bridge was Vance. He appeared to be in middle school at that time. What was she thinking?"
A deep sigh escaped him, laced with profound bitterness. "And all this time, I have been blaming my father. But the truth he just slapped me with, that my mother was the one who cheated and ran, that she never loved me, is hard to swallow."
