I stood by the fireplace. I watched my prayers turn to ash.Just then, I caught a flash of smugness in Rowan's eyes.The corner of his mouth curved up. That winner's smirk made my chest tight.I floated closer. He pulled out his phone and texted his mom.The screen clearly said: "Mom, I beat the little mutt again. Father will always love me best!"My whole body shook uncontrollably. He knew everything.Thorne kicked the burning scraps deeper into the fire. He looked disgusted."Alright, don't play with dirty things." He gently took Rowan's hand. "Come, let Daddy show you the new hunting trophies."The father and son left the hall, laughing and talking.I stood there blankly. I watched the last spark die in the fireplace.Suddenly, I realized a cruel truth.A low-blood, unloved half-breed pup wouldn't even be missed in death.Strangely, once I figured that out, all my resentment just faded away.If that's how it is, why torture myself over their coldness?For the next two days, I watche
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