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o share any happy memory I had of my parents. Still, I couldn't name one. Where familial bonds should pull

slit my own throat than to harm a single hair on her head. Had I been born an only child I firmly believe I would have killed my

of the memories fr

to sort multiple past lives out, but eventually I got the picture. I was doomed to an eternity of suffering, bu

ould have been lost to the darkness that was inside of me. When I heard a y

he would choose me in the last life. I thought that my love would be enough for her to see me, love me, want me. I re

ligned. When the world 'Mate' slipped from her lips, I wanted to rip him apart. I saw red. The pain was like nothing I'

the rogue that had been found I didn't question, didn't wonder about what I would do. One minute I

her, and my desperation burst from me like water from a damn. I ba

nsisted that she be killed. Rogues aren't allowed near pack because they're known to be wild. Rogues were disgusting and many thought they should

here. The crash killed everyone, but her. The

ith rogues, Son?

and my head low. I begged for him to spare her. I was young then and it was the

rice to pay. He should have just agreed, but no, he had to have something in return. It didn't

r fight back. I only agreed to his terms after he agreed to give her the care she needed. When

ge that my father didn't care about me, nor did he hold any love for me. I

as the kind man everyone saw the real him? Was he only cruel with me? Was there something about me that made him desp