Todos los capítulos de The Pack's Heroine Don't Need Your Regrets: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

I'm standing in front of the full-length mirror next to my vanity when a strange sense of déjà vu begins to wash over me, but I try to ignore it. I'm not getting ready for a party, after all. And, when I finally walk out that bedroom door, there will only be one man waiting for me.That didn't mean I wasn't exhausted after spending the whole day getting ready for my date with Adrien Cross. I wanted nothing more than to simply take a shower and put on the first dress I saw, but I couldn't. Not when I needed to make everyone believe I was excited and happy to see him, like a silly young lady who's starting to fall in love.Suppressing a sigh, I finished my makeup, the freckles on my cheeks and the dark circles under my eyes looking like they'd never been there. I try to catch Verity's eye in the mirror, but she seems determined to keep ignoring me, focused only on tying my hair into an intricate and pretty ponytail, perfect for a date with an Alpha."Do I look pretty?" I tried to start

My body wanted to react before I could, but I managed to control myself. My nails probably pierced my palm, but I kept my fists clenched and my teeth gritted as I stared at those two without uttering a single word. The memories of their words, the icy cave floor pressed against my body, the despair, the feeling of helplessness…There was so much turmoil inside me. So much anger. So much sadness. So many other feelings that I didn't even know how to properly name. It was almost primal, as if my inner wolf, usually so serene and well-behaved, was trying to take control for the first time in my life. I wanted nothing more than to scream at them, to try to make them feel the pain they caused me, even if that wouldn't erase anything I had thought.But it was useless. So I just clung to the silence, wishing that there was still some shame left in their consciences. That way, they could ignore the fact that they had seen me there and simply leave, so I wouldn't be forced to see their faces

Almost the entire Vitale Castle was surrounded by walls countless meters high, to protect us from possible attacks. But there was a small part of the entrance, which led to the courtyard in front of the main castle gates, that was protected only by grille gates. Leaving the outside visible. And, Goddess, I froze in place the instant I stepped completely out of the garden and placed my first foot in the courtyard.I was meters and meters away from those grids, but it was impossible not to see what was happening there.There were dozens, maybe a hundred, of people huddled on the other side of the grids, pushing each other as if trying to squeeze through the gaps. I could hear their screams and cries louder than ever, begging for Rosalind to appear, some even with their arms raised, showing their babies.

“What…?” I blinked, totally confused, until I realized that what he had found wasn’t a list of goods.It was a land transfer certificate.“This piece of our territory?” I picked up the document, though I already knew what was there “It’s a tiny portion compared to the rest, to tell the truth. Alpha Madlock mentioned, some time ago, that he needed a place to expand his herd’s pasture, so I offered this land. It was an inheritance left to me by my mother. Her family came from one of the small villages around here.” I explained “In the end, the Madlocks didn’t even use this place, as far as I know. The soil wasn’t good…”"Take it back." he repeated, almost like an order.“Why you…? It’s just a small, almost barren square of land. Of all the things they can give me back, this is probably the last one I’ll bother with…”“You said you’d ask for everything back. Don’t go back on your word.” He snatched the paper from me again, placing it with the other important documents “And don’t think th

“Jude!” I shouted joyfully across the garden, running toward where he was, not caring how many servants might see me acting so impulsively.I guess I never really cared about looking silly when it came to my best friend.He was sitting at the table with the umbrella, where we had spent so many afternoons just talking over the years. He didn't even mind when I asked to play with dolls when we were children. It was a thought I had always avoided when I was young, but my best friend had always been the brother I wished Leon would become one day. He never made me feel useless or inadequate. He was always there to listen to me. I never felt afraid to show my vulnerability in his presence.Jude stood up as soon as he heard me call him, and the first thing I noticed was that he was wearing his new uniform, the dark colors and medals making him look older and more serious than usual. When I was just a few steps away, he bowed deeply, always concerned with etiquette, even more so than I was.