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Kayson and Kaylee Hallowell huddled together on the living room couch, buzzing with excitement as they planned the trip for the day after tomorrow. While Kayson scrolled through forest trail maps on his tablet, Kaylee picked out swimsuits on her phone. With a fond look, Trish and Brandon Hallowell booked them the fanciest hotels. Meanwhile, I stood there, looking lost and out of place like a stranger.Halfway through the planning, Trish said to Kayson, “I’ve reserved a spot for you at the top warrior camp. Just unwind during this trip, because the training starts when you get back. “The pack’s warrior trials will determine who gets chosen for the next generation of warriors. This could shape your entire future, so you need to take it seriously.” My heart dropped. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Four weeks earlier, I had cautiously asked Trish whether I could sit for the healer trials or stay at school, researching herbs. At the time, Trish was busy making Kaylee’s favori

First thing in the morning, the Hallowells got ready to pick up last-minute travel supplies.Just as I passed by, Trish called out to me. “Anna, get changed. You’re coming with us to the mall. We can buy you some things you like.” My mind went blank. Trish wanted to take me out and buy me things. My heart skipped several beats at the thought. In all my eighteen years, Trish had never once taken me anywhere, much less offered to spend money on me. During the ride to the mall, I looked out of the window with a mix of emotions. Did it hit Trish that she had neglected her youngest pup and wanted to make up for lost time? Once at the mall, Kayson and Kaylee excitedly shuttled Trish and Brandon from one store after another. We entered a clothing store where the sales associate clearly knew Trish and Brandon very well. With a polished smile, the sales associate approached us briskly. “Ma’am, back with the pups to get new clothes?” The sales associate spotted me from t

Startled, Trish, Brandon, and Kayson scrambled up the stairs. The moment my bedroom door was slammed open, they stood there dumbfounded. The room was empty. The wardrobe had been cleared out, and even the bed had been stripped down to its frame. Trish froze, her eyes wide. “W-What’s going on? Did she pack up and leave?” Snapping back to reality, Kaylee ripped the curtains back. Through the pouring rain outside the window, I loaded my bags into a taxi and headed for the airport. Kaylee pointed out the window and shouted, “I see her! Anna’s got into a cab!” Kayson leaned in to look and snickered. “I don’t know what she thinks she’s doing. We spent all her money, and she thinks she can just run away?” Trish turned ashen. “Since that’s what she wants, she can leave for all I care! I’d like to see how long she lasts out there in the real world on her own.” As blood rushed to her head, Trish kicked the door hard. “We were nice enough to bring her along to the mall.

In the days after, I poured all my energy into my role as a healer in the Northern Territories. Armed with herbal expertise and antidotes, I treated and saved dozens of werewolves in just days.Initial doubt among the staff at the Healing Temple quickly gave way to unwavering reverence and respect.I was becoming stronger day by day, through my own efforts.Meanwhile, my phone blew up with notifications from the Hallowells. Trish and Brandon kept sharing photos of the twins on social media. Kaylee sipped on champagne on a yacht, while Kayson scaled cliffs in the woods. Trish and Brandon made it a point to add captions. “The pride and joy of our family—our wonderful twins.” This was their go-to strategy to bait my jealousy and push me to admit my mistakes. I didn’t care the slightest, though. In fact, it was just the most absurd thing.Trish was the first to break in the face of my silence. She posted a long message, loaded with accusations against me. “Enough is e

Trish cried the whole way home, while Brandon’s brows were locked in a knot the whole time. The house remained foul and filthy, untouched and unattended when the Hallowells stepped through the front door. My decision to leave hit Trish hard, leaving her emotionally and physically drained. She rubbed her temples in agony and said to the twins, “Kaylee, go and wash the moldy dishes. “Kayson, make yourself useful and dump the rotting garbage.” Kaylee wasn’t having it. “Why should I wash the dishes? The mold is so disgusting! This is so unfair!” Kayson voiced his objections out loud as well. “Why should I take out the trash? It’s filled with Kaylee’s gross tissues! She should be the one to do it!” The pair’s screaming match grew intense as they hurled nasty insults at each other. Faced with yet another bitter feud, Trish and Brandon could feel their heads throbbing. Before, every time the twins started getting into it, I would quietly emerge from the shadows, take the