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The basin in Sarah's hands fell to the ground with a tremendous crash.

She quickly picked it up and hurried away.

Garrett watched her retreating figure with obvious concern, then turned back to me. "Not going back? Ember, stop being childish. We agreed that—"

"Garrett, the Rogue wolves are invading and looting resources. There's no food or game left in the wastelands. We've eaten all the wild grass in our den," I said bluntly. "I can't provide for our cubs anymore. Are you asking your cubs and mate to die by sending us back?"

Garrett frowned. "Can't provide? I send you so much money and supplies every month. How could you not manage?"

His words left me dumbfounded. "When have you ever sent me supplies?"

"I send you money and supplies every month."

As he finished speaking, Garrett seemed to realize something.

He strode into the bathroom and called Sarah into his study.

Soon after, I heard Sarah's sobbing voice from within.

When Sarah emerged, her eyes were red.

Garrett looked embarrassed as he explained to me that he had entrusted all the money and supplies to Sarah, instructing her to send half back to me each month.

But Sarah had forgotten.

"Forgotten?" This excuse made me laugh bitterly. "I could believe she forgot for one month, but she hasn't sent me anything for three years. How is it she never forgets to eat?"

My tone displeased Garrett. "Ember, don't speak like that. It's not easy for Sarah to maintain our household. She told me the camp expenses are greater than I imagined. She can't go hunting or working, and those two cubs are growing rapidly. She hasn't hoarded the money and supplies."

I couldn't contain myself any longer. "Her cubs are growing, but aren't mine growing too? I remember when your brother sacrificed himself, the alliance and council gave a substantial compensation. If she found it insufficient, why didn't she use that to supplement?"

Garrett grew angry too. "Don't be unreasonable. That money was bought with Ryan's life. You have no right to covet it."

His words left me speechless.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Perhaps noticing my expression, Garrett came to embrace me. "My mate, Ember, I know you've suffered. Don't worry, from now on I'll send you supplies personally. I won't let anyone else interfere. Since you're already here, stay for a few days. I've missed you and the cubs so much."

He claimed he missed me and the cubs.

Yet that night, he went to Sarah's room to comfort her before returning to his own bedroom.

When he came back, he impatiently tore at my tattered animal hide clothing.

But before we'd even half undressed, a wolf cub's howl came from outside.

We ran out to find Cain lying on the ground, wailing loudly with blood streaming down his face.

My son Ethan stood helplessly beside him.

Sarah rushed over and picked up her son. "Cain, what happened?"

Cain pointed at Ethan. "He hit me."

Seeing this, Maya pushed my son with her wolf paw. "You filthy wild wolf, who told you to hit my brother!"

Garrett's face instantly darkened.