My son was poisoned to dying. I got on my knees and begged my mate Thomas to come home. But when he was back, his pack was on fire. His childhood sweetheart, Emma, was burned alive. On the night of my birthday, he killed my entire family. He held my body over a flame. ""If you hadn't forced me to come home and save that little brat, I would’ve been there! Emma wouldn't have died! "" ""You’re a murderer, and I’m going to make your whole family burn for her!"" When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my son was poisoned.
