When a werewolf died, its soul would instinctively drift toward the person they were most closely related to by blood. Therefore, my soul was forcibly drawn to Mom and Dad.In the dead of night, Mom and Dad were kneeling before Leah's tombstone in the cemetery.Mom clung to the tombstone, sobbing, while Dad's eyes reddened with tears. Mom cried, "Leah, it's been 20 years, and I still can't forget you."It turned out they had abandoned me in the fire to check on Leah. Ever since I was old enough to remember, they had come here without fail on every full moon to keep vigil over Leah. But they had never once brought me along.When I was little, I thought they were secretly going to the amusement park. All the other pups had gone with their parents, and I was the only one who hadn't. I mustered the courage to tug on Mom's sleeve, and for the first time, I begged, "Mom, I want to go too."However, she glared at me with red eyes as though I had done something bad. She scolded
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