Chapter one hundred and seventy eight

(Flashback)

Young Ava POV

Today, I found Mama's diary and it seemed to have had many people who had written in it before her, I was guessing that it was generational. But it didn't stop me from crying my eyes out until my head hurt. It was like the pressure I had on me had suddenly increased.

Carla always claimed I was the one putting the pressure on myself, saying I had to let things go and let it be. But it was all a lie, she didn't see the look on our people's faces when I walked around our kingdom. They seemed mostly broken and unhappy, like their hopes crushed and their dreams destroyed.

So I had to do what I could, I had to help, I tried to. Babysitting, hunting, fishing, anything and everything. Of course, they were too modest to lightly accept help from a Princess - I scoffed at the title, I had lost that title twelve years ago.

Yet in the midst of my people, I couldn't help but feel lost, I was the only werewolf who was also a witch. My mother had been a witch and I read in h