Novel & Cerita Can't Blame A Bark For Trying

***RENA*** I sat on my bed, thinking about earlier and how bad things must be getting for Blake, his brother seemed pretty pissed off, at him, and maybe me. I bite into my nails nervously, till I hurt my hand and start to bleed. “Yeah, sucks to be wolfless, I can’t even heal a tiny nail-biting mishap!” I said to myself as I sighed hard. Frustrated and tired of it all, I decided to try my best to get it off my mind.

I fired line after line. He opened his mouth to talk but I interrupted him before he could even make the statement. "And don't blame anything on your wolf. Don't even try that. If you can't own up and make your own decisions, at least don't blame it on your wolf. Because you're still yourself" I aired out my truest thoughts. He always blamed it on his wolf. My wolf wants you. It's because of my wolf. If it wasn't for my wolf. My wolf this, my wolf that.

“I didn’t say that did I? I know what we all lost and I know who everyone blames.” “Is that your problem? You think we all blame you for a pack of wolves showing up and taking Rogan?” She didn’t respond just looked at me with cold dead eyes. “Kellina nobody blames you but the wolf you are becoming is all you. You can’t push everyone away and think it won’t hurt anyone.”

My heart burns from something I don’t understand. And Canis? He howls, not for lust. Not for revenge. For the mate who doesn’t want us. For the one thing we can’t have.

The pain is worse than a stake driving into your heart. "Leave!" He barks at me. I hate Trent. I fucking hate Trent. ******

Disgust and elitist pride dripped from Maxton’s words. "Zip your jaws! Your beast has absolutely no right to speak the name of my mother!" "Who are you snarling at?" Maxton had completely lost his patriarchal patience now, his voice booming through the stone. "If it weren't for the fact that my trackers couldn't pick up Brooke’s scent trail, do you think my wolf would ever bother contacting a rogue like you? Every single time you open your mouth, it is either snarling about my past choices or blaming your brother for your exile. He has been constantly singing your praises to the council, trying to mend the borders between us, and yet your beast is always leaping at his throat!"

I'm excited and not excited at the same time to see my wolf. "If you're my wolf, why are you been hiding from me all along?" I fired at her, "I've been waiting for you for such a long time. Why did you choose to appear now that I've already lost all hope?" To be honest, it's no one's fault that have been hurt by so many people. The only ones to blame are the people who hurt me. I know I shouldn't be blaming my wolf but I'm just too angry. I'm heartbroken right now, I don't even know how to move on from this.

She just lied to herself, hoping you'd come back. "Someone like that... would never drive anyone to suicide." They threw him out of the estate. He drifted through the streets, eyes hollow, ignoring Sofia's calls until he killed the phone altogether. Now he understood. All those years, he'd dumped his resentment on Chiara, blaming duty, blaming the engagement. Never once stopping to face just how cruel he'd been.

"I should've checked. I can't imagine what she must have suffered in that 212-degree water. You were upset. I get it. But what excuse do I have? "I should've stood my ground and looked for her. I don't deserve to be a father…" One slap after another landed on his face. Soon, his cheeks got red, swollen, and cracked. Tears kept falling from my eyes in strings. I reached out in panic, trying to grab Dad's hand and tell him, "It's not your fault, Dad. It's never your fault." It was on me that I didn't scream loud enough. I should've obeyed Mom and not made her angry.

“You sound like a disobedient child who uses every little excuse they can think of to avoid getting into trouble. It’s not a flattering trait, Liviana. Just so you know-“ “It’s not the responsibility I’m refusing to take, Blaze. It’s the blame,” she tells. “I’m so sick and tired of taking the blame for everything that goes wrong in life. For my family, my friends, you- for everyone, and I’m sick of it! I’m not just some emotional punching bag that you can all take your feelings out on, alright? I am a person- a human, and yeah, I make mistakes, just like everyone else in this fucked up world, but you don’t see me running around taking my anger out on other people, do you? No. Because it’s wr