INICIAR SESIÓNSabrina " I want to stay in he palace," I whispered, and she gave a shaky nod. Still, not fully supporting my revenge plans, but wiling to support me, nonetheless. " Since I am practically useless to the palace now, they won't be willing to keep me here." I stated, the obvious. As long as you added no value, no one needed you. " But, I can't leave, grandma. " I wore a farway look as I informed. " Leaving is not an option to me." I whispered, more to myself than to her. " Becoming a royal spouse is the only way." I added, my eyes searching hers. " Grandma? can you help me?" I asked, my voice trembling with what I couldn't even name. " With what, exactly, Sabrina?" She asked. No, she actually snarled. Disbelief etched on her features. " I want to get married, to a werewolf royalty. Help me find a royal spouse. " " I will trust your choice and taste. I don't have any specific requirements when it comes to a spouse. " I expressed, and for a long and suffocating
Sabrina. " I am all alone here." I whispered, a bitter smile tagging at the corners of my lips. I wasn't even trying to be pitful. It was the truth. In the palace, I was surrounded by danger, and without my wolf, my chances of surviving there were close to zero. Logically, after that whipping, after they killed my wolf, leaving the palace was the only choice I had left. Without my wolf, I was practically useless to the palace. They couldn't use me to their advantage like they had wanted. Yes. I had known, long ago that my royal summon had nothing to do with me as a person, but what I could offer to the kingdom.. I had long known that the said training was just a way to have me locked in the palace, to use me whenever they felt like it. But I had played along. Because I had my own plans. My goal had been to get in the palace and conduct the investigation. But, now that my wolf was gone and I was no longer useful to them, they were definitely going to kick me out.
Sabrina. " Your mother wasn't suitable for this life," She whispered, and I detected a hint of disappointment in her voice. "And neither are you, Sabrina." She added, coldly, and it was not her words that had my blood going cold. It was the contempt in them. What she didn't know was that I never wanted the chaotic palace life either. " You shouldn't be here." Gone was the emotional she-wolf from a while ago. The current her looked cold and unfeeling, her words filled with finality as she declared. From her tone, it didn't look like I had a say either, which was surprising in itself since I couldn't recall asking for her permission to do anything. " Why are you in the palace, Sabrina?" She asked, and before I could respond, she started talking. " If you are seeking revenge, then you are choosing the wrong dimension to live your life." Her tone was cold and piercing as she revealed, and to that, I responded with raised brows. And what did she know about how I had c
Sabrina. " She was pushed down that cliff..." She whispered, and at her words, I froze in place, with my blood going cold. My godparents! They said she had committed suicide and tried taking her own life. After her mate's death, because she hadn't been able to accept the loss.. And now, how could I not be shocked out of my skin when my grandmother said she was pushed instead? " But... she confessed to having tried taking her own life to my godparents, didn't she? If she was pushed, why hadn't she said anything about it?" I asked, my eyes deep and scrutinising as they held hers. "She told you that her parents were dead, right?" In response to my question, she asked, and I went i to a stupor. " But we are alive, I your grandmother is alive, and so is your grandfather. " She whispered, her tone ice cold. " Does it mean, we have to accept everything we are told? She clearly lied about trying to take her own life." Her voice was filled with conviction as she stated, a
Sabrina. " Yes. All along, I was aware that my daughter wasn't dead." She whispered, looking out through the window. " And I helped her cover her tracks, making them all believe that she was dead." She added, and suspicions framed my featutes as I looked at her. What she was saying made no sense at all. Back then, when my godparents were telling me about my mom's story, they especially stressed on how my grandmother was hurt, broken, at the death of her daughter. Among all the people, her death had affected her the most. And now, learning that she knew that her daughter wasn't dead all along? " Why? You two never liked each other?" I asked curiously, and for a moment, I was distracted from the pain of losing my wolf. " No.. That's not the truth, " She whispered, bitterness edging her voice. " I mean, yeah." She added, and I wasn't just surprised by her contradictory story, I was suspicious. " Yes and no.. Which is which?" I asked, sharply than I meant to. I
Sabrina. She had promised me. We were supposed to survive, to live past the pain, and come back for revenge. And now? She couldn't respond to me. Well, it would have been better, consoling, if she was just in a temporary coma. But no. She was gone, I couldn't feel her at the back of my mind, I couldn't sense her presence, and her scent was long gone, too. The realisation had a sense of grief washing over me, and a soft sob tore past my lips. I hadn't cried when they were lashing me. I hadn't produced a single sound when the pain became unbearable. But, at the loss of my wolf, pain like no other grieped me, and my whole body shook as I broke down into sobs. Deep and heartwrenching cries tore through the white room, and I tightly hugged myself as I cried, mourned. I couldn't remember the last time I had sobbed so bitterly. Maybe, it was after the death of my mother? On several occasions, I had been in situations where I had thought that I was a out to die,
Rhys. I kissed her. I fu*king kissed her, and I was losing my damn mind. That was not supposed to happen. I wasn't even supposed to crown her as my Luna. Her eyes went wide with shock and confusion, and like the feisty cat she had always been, she lifted her hand, ready to strike my face, to
Sabrina. " So, why did you call me here, Alpha Rhys?" My voice was edged with detachment as I asked. " I wanted to ask for a favour, Sabrina " He expressed, his tone softening, just a little. " This situation is taking a toll on Amery. She can't take it anymore." He went on, and I listene
Sabrina. " I don't know if it's worth it or not, but I know one thing for sure, Ivy. I don't regret it... And I will never regret tearing them apart and choosing to be his Luna. I like it here, I like being his Luna, even with every little pain it gives me." My voice was cold and calm, and I wo
Sabrina. " Fine," I agreed, leaving my voice hanging, briefly taking in their expressions. Joy and relief painted their faces. And especially Amery? She looked like she had stars in her eyes. " But I have a condition. " I added, watching with fascination as they went from being relieved to b







