#Chapter 46 Dominic

Dominic I stared, dumbfounded. Blinking and trying my best to just unsee it, but I couldn't. I searched for some tiny sign that she was mine and all the years of guilt, of worry, of soul-brushing anguish weren't wasted, yet my wolf looked onto her with indifference. More indifference than ever. Not hatred. Just… indifference. My heart was cold. I couldn't make sense of it. She was my daughter. She was my daughter in all the ways that truly mattered. Do not lie. I could hear my father's voice as if he was right there in the room with us. I could almost see him, looking at me with a soft, sad, understanding gaze. Never lie to yourself, son. You know what you see. What you feel… What your wolf knows. My heart thudded like a warning drum as my mind raced to accept what I was seeing. I couldn’t breathe. “Vivian,” I said hoarsely, but she was still in wolf form, shuddering, shaking with a nervous energy, hyped up on the change and the lingering anger she'd stormed in here wi