All Chapters of Three Days Hung on the Cliff, The Pack Regrets: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

It was I who met the pack earlier, and became the daughter of my parents, and the sister of my older brother Zayn. But somehow they were stolen by Laurel with her teardrops so easily.The servant dared not say anything more in my favor when he found my mom so agitated. At this moment, Zayn received a phone call from the Werewolf Council. I didn't want to stay here, so I followed Zayn to the council office, where Zayn worked with the Werewolf Council as a forensic expert to investigate the death of wolves for a long time.A corpse was placed in the middle of the office. It was emitting a strong smell of stench. Zayn was stunned by the condition of the corpse. The face of the corpse was not recognizable. It seemed to have been bitten by some wild animals, leaving only a pit in the original place where the face was. The remnant of the brain was air-dried on her hair. Except for new scars scraped along the way she fell down the cliff, some old scars were also visible on her limbs. As if no

A little knife was shoved into my hand when she bumped into me.Mom shuddered out of uncontrollable anger, slapping my face one after another. She stared at me after she slapped me 5 to 6 times, yelling: "Why do you treat your sister like this? Why are you so jealous of her?" Mom was never as angry as that time, because I was the daughter she had been looking forward to coming back for years.I was not expecting that to come, so I was stunned sitting there and not knowing how to react.I wiped off the blood trickling from my nostril, stood up, and tried to explain. Father kicked me down at that moment. Then Zayn dragged me and commanded me to kneel to apologize.My wolf roared, with my canine teeth exposed. I tried hard not to cry."Why don't you even give me a chance to explain? Why don't you trust me, not even once?"I clenched my teeth so hard that I started to shiver, tears rolling down my cheeks like raindrops.Since 6 years old, I had already been used to suffering from injustice

Zayn looked at Mom, eyes dull, and answered: "The final report was released. It is Petra, the corpse under the cliff!"Mom and Dad looked at each other, their faces pale and eyes quivering.Mom said with her trembling lips: "How is that possible? Is it mistaken? Is it some other Petra, just someone with an identical name?"She dared not admit it and was unwilling to. It was she who ordered someone to hang me on the cliff. It was she who killed her own daughter.Zayn's face was rigid, as if not hearing what Mom was asking, dashed out of the door, clothes unchanged. The second minute, Mom and Dad followed him as quickly. Laurel had no other option but to follow.Even though they were already on the way to the Werewolf Council, Mom still could not believe what had happened.Their face looked bad. It was silent in the vehicle, finally, Dad said something."Zayn, you have examined that corpse, is it Petra?""No, it's not her!" Mom squealed out loud, "It's her trap to seek attention. She and

Grief haunted the pack for days following.When I was alive, I never imagined that one day I could be the reason that they felt like being whacked, that they had no heart for life or work or anything.Dad halted his work. Zayn took a sick leave. Mom sat in my room all day long, trying to find something in my empty poor room. But my belongings were so limited in both quantity and quality, nothing was worth one more time of glancing. To my surprise, my Mom found the cellphone I used before I died.That cell phone dropped under my bed before Laurel came with that knife. I did not get the chance to pick it up again ever after. Mom picked up my cell phone, tears dropping from some thoughts in her mind. She charged the cell phone and then looked through every word of it.I would not allow anyone to check my cell phone if I were alive. But I could do nothing when I was just a soul.Mom found out about my chat log with Laurel. Besides what was sent to me by Laurel, my chat log with her was not