“And your father?”
Kalista shifted her gaze toward Daniel.
“He cheated on my mother and took care of his mistress while my mother was dying.”
She glanced at me, and I gave her a sly smile.
Yes, Kalista, my daughter. That’s your father and this is the family he chose while he tried to kill me and send you to another pack.
“That’s… sad,” Daniel.
Kalista smiled innocently.
“But I think he’ll face his karma soon. I’ll just wait for that, Father—” she hesitated, then corrected herself, “—Sir.” She looked at Dacan. “I’m sorry if I address you like that. I’ve longed for a father.”
Daniel smiled at her, a soft, tender look in his eyes. I smirked quietly.
“You can call me that. I’ve dreamed of having a daughter,” Daniel said, still gazing at Kalista.
I rolled my eyes in secret.
“Thank you,” Kalista said curtly.
I took a bite, trying not to laugh at Karina’s obvious disgust, but she had no power here.
Sorry, my dear husband, and sister, you don’t recognize her yet but soon, you will.
