"…My family."
His voice was softer this time.
Faint.
Like he was reluctant to say it.
Xavier's frown deepened.
"Your family?"
Riven sighed dramatically, shoulders sinking lower into the cold water, eyes filled with distant sadness.
He shivered again, but this time it was not from the cold.
"…I was never really wanted," Riven murmured. "My step brother, Julius—" He paused, then shook his head as if it pained him to even say the name. "He was always cruel to me. My parents turned a blind eye to it. It was normal, you know? To be treated like nothing. That's just how it is when you are a half-breed."
He should not feel bad. He should not be feeling anything... But his heart still ached for him. Was it his fault for being born this way? It was his father who failed, if he was a proper wolf, he would not have caused this. Low-quality sperm, Xavier scoffed.
His voice was so convincing.
