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I very well knew that angering an Alpha was calling your own death. I had constantly held myself back just so as to avoid angering the man who had made my life a living hell. I could not continue holding up and act like everything was fine. I could not act like my life was moving at the same rate when it had slowed down and my wounds were not healing.

I did not know what state my pack was in. I knew that they were probably bouncing back since I had spent a valuable amount of time in this pack. I knew that they thought I was dead, along with my parents.

The thought itself made the insides of my stomach churn and turn. Tears were threatening to come out as I remembered the events of that night. I stared at the damage I had done. It was not almost half as much as I felt or wanted to do. I wanted to bring down the very existence of this house.

The feeling of anger was surging up in my veins and I could hear my own blood pumping. I was seeing red and my head was hurting. Everything seem