l you fin
hairs and sofas were pushed far out of place in a messy arrangement, and a strong odour filled the air. In the midd
ined her mother could sink this low. The Samantha she remembered was a loving person, always striving to gi
led out, her voi
e just seemed more withdrawn and easily angered, but gradually, the habit of drinking alcohol began to take hold of her. Almost every night, Samantha would
ours? You do it almost every day." She
ng me what to do, Grace!" the woman snapped, holding her throbbing head. "You have no right to
eat, knowing it was pointless to argue with her mother, but she couldn't bear to just igno
Grace!" Samantha s
idor. She tried to focus on that day's lessons, but as soon as she took a few steps, she saw two very familiar figures standing at the end of
eeted Grace with her shrill voice, approach
en they each discovered their wolf identities. Agnes became a delta, while Brix became a gamma. With th
. As an omega, she was at the bottom of the hierarchy, which meant
n that hinted at a threat behind her smile. "This morning, Brix and I have
files she had worked on all night for them. "Everything is done. You just need to study it before presentin
g at it. "Yeah, you're so bossy." She laughed
s eyes as he assessed Grace's appearance. "Are you trying to show everyone that your life is miserable? You don'
and she immediately stepped forward, turn
erable every day. Come on, Grace, try to look better. You look like a homeless person with that scruffy appearance. But yeah... I
truly unfortunate. Every time I see you, I feel so frustrated, Grace." Brix utt
leave her be. Taking care of her is too much of a bur
f-conscious. Her life was already filled with insults. At school, she was always looked down upon. Labelled as "the daughter
e, far from everyone who looked down on her, and start a new life elsewh
herself from the people who always looked down on her. However, as she walked toward the campus gate, a convers
ry. He's perfect," said one of them
matic, and intelligent young alpha. It was no wonder so many people idolised him. Lucas had everything Grace didn't: strength, status, and
ity of becoming like him is impossible. Grace smiles bitterly, pushing the daydream out of her mind. She
y different from usual. The house, which was usually cluttered with empty alcohol bottles, now looked tidy. There were
d out, her voice t
nto the living room, making sure no one was there. But the room was empty, o
bigger was happening? Grace couldn't suppress the growing sense of unease in her chest. On one hand, she felt relieve
inally come to her senses?" Her express