Chapter 24

Kamari's Point of View

I could hear them clearly through the floor. As if they were in my room. Screaming and crying. A childhood memory I never had.

My parents had always been great. Before my fall. Before I took my father away. Or rather, he took me away. Sometimes I only blamed myself for their splitting, even when they adored the other.

Although, my mom never knew who my father really was. That the Alpha she had gotten for her pack was also a black wolf. Years of careful planning and discretion lead to her still not knowing the color of his wolf. How she hated me but her mate was the very same thing.

Burrowing my face deeper into the pillow, I tried to calm my heart. A sob sat fat on my tongue. But if I could hear them, they could hear me. Anxiety coiled like an angered snake in my stomach. Hissed whenever I heard my mother's voice above my father's.

They were screaming about me. Always about me.

"You are pushing too hard, Rachel! You need to give her more time! Just showing up a