For them, every day without me was a slow, lingering torment.During the first month, Mom was still frantically asking around.By the fifth month, she had stopped asking because the Alpha King had issued our pack a formal warning.By the tenth month, she could barely sleep at all.She had to rely on heavy doses of sleeping pills just to get a few hours of rest.In the middle of the night, she would wander to the attic like a ghost.She refused to lock it, clinging to the fantasy that one day I would come home, walk through that door, and tell her how tired I was.Without me, pack affairs fell into chaos.Dad worked himself ragged until his hair turned completely white.One night, as he flipped through a photo album, his fingers suddenly went still."Have you noticed?" His voice was hoarse."Ever since Leah joined our family, Beatrice hasn't appeared in a single family photo.""She was always there. Yet somehow, no one ever seemed to see her."At that, Mom burst into tears.Marcus didn'
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