The dungeon (3)
Talia imagined many times how it would be if she met her parents. The scene would be full of laughter and hugs, and this was different. Very different.
Valerian was her father, but technically, he was a stranger. Would he accept her hug? Would he hug her back?
Even if that worked out, he was so fragile-looking that she feared the slightest touch might crush him. That was far from the image of a powerful Alpha.
'Lis? What's wrong with him?' Talia asked.
'I don't sense any diseases. He is malnourished, and his muscles are atrophied severely. His wolf is weak also.'
Talia's heart cracked. 'Will he be alright?' It would be cruel to finally meet her father only for him to die or to be a cripple. Or maybe she should be grateful for this reunion and not nitpick.