They Banished Me from the PackâNow They're Howling for Me Back
When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand.
âHello. Iâd like to renounce my pack identityâeffective immediately.â
Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces.
The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching.
âYouâre nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. Youâre an embarrassment to a Betaâs name!â
My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer.
âYou faked this report just to get our attention? Youâve been a liar since you were a pup.â
Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, âIâm sorry, Jenifer. Itâs my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... donât lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!â
Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more.
âI havenât had a real family for a long time. Pleaseâremove all my personal records from the pack. I just donât want my funeralâscheduled for three days from nowâto be delayed.â