Harris’s POV“Get lost!”I roared. That woman actually dared to knock on the door. Was she really not afraid that I would strangle her?“Harris, it’s me.”As Carmen’s voice came through the door, I pinched the bridge of my nose and suppressed the rage in my heart.“Come in.”I stared at the shattered frame and photo on the table without looking up. “What’s up?”Carmen walked up to the table and picked up the photo frame.“Mom passed away almost seven years ago. Perhaps everything would’ve been different if she were still alive.”She had a look of pain on her face as she clutched the photo.I clenched my teeth and started reliving my memories.My name was Harris Bishop. Carmen’s my sister, and our mom was the Luna to that old Alpha, my so-called father.They were also mates to each other, but the funny thing was, my father was a fickle man. He was unwilling to have only one woman, so he had many mistresses.Those children whom his mistresses had given birth to became my titular sibling

His strength was so great that the sense of oppression overwhelmed me instantly, leaving me out of breath.“Are you going to run away?!” he roared.I froze for a moment before I shook my head.His anger seemed to have dissipated, but his nose started twitching.Immediately afterward, his eyes were bloodshot as he held me tightly. “Where have you been?! This isn’t your scent!”“I went to—”“I told you not to hook up with other men!” he roared, cutting me off.I stared at him blankly as I did not know how to explain myself.I did not hook up with anyone else!Was I just a flirtatious woman in his eyes?I broke free of him and pushed him away.I would not allow him to slander me despite the fear I was feeling.“Believe it or not, I didn’t violate the terms of our contract.”After I said that, I was going to turn around and leave, but he grabbed my arm again.“Have I given you permission to leave?” He stared at me fiercely.I took a deep breath. “So, what else do you want?”He suddenly ra

When Bishop saw that I was motionless, he shot a sideway glance at me. “What’s wrong? Are you afraid I’ll eat you up?”I gritted my teeth and followed him.He lit a cigarette as he sat on the couch in the living room. After taking a few long puffs of the cigarette, he fixed his gaze on my face and asked in a deep voice, “You’ve been living a cozy life.”I frowned. “What do you mean?”Bishop exhaled a puff of smoke, and his lips curled into a faint smile. “Who was that kid just now?”“It’s none of your business.”Bishop scoffed. He then flicked the cigarette butt and said slowly, “You better figure out where you currently stand and not do anything that will piss me off.”“I’ve pissed you off, haven’t I?”He had not had a proper talk with me since the photo frame was broken.I reached into my bag involuntarily and brushed the corner of the photo frame with my palm. It was almost complete.Perhaps he would not treat me so harshly anymore.In any case, I still needed to rely on his help.