! Mommy is here, Mommy i

there taking care of him, he wouldn't h

't look after her son? You're always saying you're busy. Are you busie

t's why I'm saying you should be like your sister.

anything around me, couldn't see anyone. All that tore through me w

your fault... It was Mary who pushed

r. My vision blurred as a raw, agonizing pain surged through me. I didn't even realize

did you j

t, refusing to meet mine. The masked men around us didn't move, didn't speak, they

stammer, her soft cries p

leano

age, of desperate need for the truth, coursed through me. A scream tore from my chest,

What did you say?! Tell me! R

him completely off guard. As if he hadn't expected me to react that way, even a

ply fallen down the stairs... he had

be true. No

his place. When I arrived at the packhouse, everyone was there: my parents

accuse me of doing something to Mary again, that

by accident. He's dead, and it's

had stopped. I had desperately hoped, prayed it was a dream, or a cr

y life, I broke completely,

k and had neglected Caleb. Since that day, I had buried myself in more tasks, trying to numb the p

been a m

t n

w Mary and me... being intimate, and when he ran out, Mary tried to s

me, my son's death hadn't been an accident. He had been sho

t I was hearing. "You told me it was an accident. Everyone to

all l

at me without a trace of remorse. Only frustration. Onl

und out, you would hurt your sister. You would never fo

h falling open in a daze

anor. I really didn'

r voice trembling,

is pregnant. She can give me another child. A child from someone I genuinely love, unlike you. Plus..." he whispered, shaking his head

o wipe his tears, drawing in a shaky breath before closing his eyes an

I- I have said it. Please let me and Mary

d, his voi

e place fe

didn't react. They only stared at

an from earlier clicked

nock them out and

ered ca

relief that washed over Ethan and Mary. The way their tense should

grumbled, already st

the

lau

that crawled out from the

grew louder, sharper, echoing through the silent space as

e ground, my lips stretching so wide it almost

loved. That I was a disappointment. But when the late Alpha ask

er felt toward him was the duty of

t n

felt was the

l the man I had

e woman who shared t

l kill

ed as the last bit of strength surged through me, a suffocatin

leano

mmered,

, my voice breaking, barely able to hold onto my c

ryone by surprise. But instead of rushing straight at them, I veered toward one o

ht towa

wide as he scrambled bac

t are you doing-

, like someone who had completely lost her sanity. The blade

hu

ord slipped from my fingers, clattering loudly across the floor, but I didn't

l you! I wil

on top of me barked orders. I watched as

way, dragged out of my sight... a

s I stretched my hand toward them, as if I c

I cou

s pow

as w

was strong. That even with

prove that I deserved to be loved too. T

d never be

and my twin

n kille

er covered it up... and

was about to

ruggle against the man pinning me down, my st

en, I only wa

s going

avenge

m and drag them

have my

u want

tter shut and my struggling g

ry. Emot

heard slow, measured footstep

hurried, steady, as if he ha

iately stood up and stepped

ed right in front o

despair of watching everything ripped away, piece by piece, just as you d

e echoed

aze clouding my min

ped out, soft,

revenge. Anything...

and reaching toward his shoes as

let me have

t aloud, but my li

d t

n crouc

at me, and when I managed to catch a clear glim

was

fell into a suffocating, deadly silence as

smi

dn't quite r

the devil himself had

get your revenge

rds I heard before dark

her voice, faint, distant, from fiv

e his wife and marry him, please... I need you