Daughter’s Regret After Telling the Truth
Yet because I hadn't bought it on the spot, she held it against me for days and went around telling all sorts of people,
"Honestly, my mommy is so stingy. She's an Alpha, and she still can't afford to buy me things?"
But the daughter before me now had not a trace of that pampered, willful child left in her.
Her face was covered in wet streaks of tears, her little face pale with fright.
One small hand reached desperately toward me, flailing.
"Mommy, save me. Please save me."
I turned and spoke to the caseworkers.
"I never abused her. Every month, beyond her tuition, I paid for her extracurricular classes as well. As for the potions, she's a mixed-blood Omega; only a witch's potions could let