Chapter 36: Her Regrets.-1

Vanassa pov:

The past few days, the pack house has been a mess, and the Luna is trying to manage everything and put things in order. The alpha has been having constant meetings with the elders, demanding to know what Damian plans to do about the new development.

Honestly, I actually hope things work out between Sofia and Damian. But given what I've done to her, I'm not sure I'll ever be forgiven.

I can't stand Princess Beth; she's super mean. A few times, she's tried to take out her anger on me, trying to play games with me. But I made her understand that I'm not someone to be messed with.

Things haven’t been easy since I got demoted, and I can't help but wonder if maybe I went too far in my anger.

I wasn't always like this. Everything changed when I heard my parents argue one night about how my father was going to leave my mother and me for Sofia’s mother. She's my half-sister.

When I found out my father was actually going to leave, abandoning my mom and me for her, I was so angry and jealous. Everyone thinks my father doesn't like Sofia or is ashamed of her, but the truth is, he loves her a lot and always protects her in his own way.

My grandmother, before she died, Sofia was her entire world. A few times, when I visited, she didn't even pay me any attention. When I asked her, she'd say, "Vanessa, child, you have a father and mother who love you and give you all the attention. Sofia has no one except me, so it's only natural that I give her my full love and attention."

That added to my anger, and I took it out on Sofia. Sometimes, I wonder if I could have done things differently.

My wolf, Vespera, hasn't been in support of my treatment towards Sofia, telling me I might regret my actions one day. The fact that she's suffering from something she didn’t do hurts a lot, because she never really supported my treatment. She's always been protective of Sofia, and now she's suffering because of me.

I haven't shifted into my wolf for a few months now, and it's seriously affecting her, she barely talks anymore.

I was about to enter my room when I heard my name being called from behind. I turned around and found Tracy and Taftney walking towards me. My heart skipped a beat; they haven’t spoken to me in a while. I waved at them, smiling, and asked how they were doing. But they still had cold expressions on their faces.

Taftney said, "We just wanted to talk to you one last time before we leave."

I was shocked. "Where are you going? What's going on?"

Tracy explained, "Our punishment is ending in a week, and after that, we're moving to our grandparents' pack to start over."

I looked at them, stunned. "You're leaving me? We've always been friends..."

Tracy cut me off saying. "Vanessa, you've never considered us your friends. We were your minions, you command us to do things for you. You treated us like slaves, snapping your fingers and expecting us to jump."

Taftney added, "We did things we didn't want to do, Vanessa, because we thought we were holding onto the childhood memory of being friends. But you've changed. You almost killed your own sister."

I didn't realize I was crying until I touched my cheek and felt the wetness. Tracy and Taftney looked at me with a mix of sadness and pity.

"We've already asked Sofia for forgiveness, and she forgave us," they said. "Maybe if you talk to your sister and apologize, she might forgive you too. You need to bring your pride down, Vanessa. You're not shifting, and it's affecting you."

Their words hit home. I felt a pang of regret and longing for the old days.

"I've always considered you two my friends," I said, my voice shaking. "I'm going to miss you guys so much. I'm sorry for the way I've been treating you. It wasn't my intention to hurt you."

Tracy's expression softened. "Whatever it is, you have to work on it, Vanessa. Get your sister to forgive you. You have to change, for yourself, for Sofia, and for us."