a's

te. The place I once considered home now felt l

t. On the wall hung our official "family portrait." The

s's study. I knew he wouldn't be there. At this hour, he

of cedarwood, his signature scent, filled the air. It once drove

isp stack of papers. The title on the top page was

rs Mccormick's signature was scrawled there, bold

ghting for her life, he w

r felt like a tombstone in my hands. So,

indow overlooking the g

nd a young boy, Nate. His smile was genuine, care

every bit the lady of the manor. She said someth

g an expensive new robot. The same one Kira had circled in

frozen, dead thing in my chest. There was no

pen. On the line designated for the "Rejected Party," I

Vela

a rejection required acceptance from both par

remation authorization the nurse

of his desk, where he couldn't miss them. One to end our life to

as she'd left it, her teddy bear

ver frame from her nightstand. Inside was

. It was the one I had packed for Kira's hospital stay. N

s, usually so stoic, were filled with pity.

my voice flat and even. I cut h

back. The bright afternoon sun felt like a

ers's

f the Pack territory blazes brightly, bus

late and her demeanor gentle and poised. She effortlessly declines toasts on my behalf and leans down softly to c

other to toast and flatter me, their w

a! Miss Harriet and Young Master N

n clinging stubbornly to the title of Luna, needlessly

s. Anika... that cold, stubborn, obstinate woman. Irritation churns fiercely in my chest. A wolfless human who can barely survive

and hurries toward me. His face is ashen, his wolf tai

scheduled for cremation today. You are required

unyielding. "She is a grown woman. How much longer w

"But Alpha... you personally signed the cremation

tly. My heart skips a beat, and a bone-chilli

did yo

utter chaos, speeding all the way t

heeled into the cremation furnace, a sharp, tearing pain rips through my chest in an