I Was Never the Favorite
I lowered my head, my voice barely a whisper as I said, "Okay."
If this was the only way to make my brothers happy, then so be it.
When I returned to the villa, the snow was still falling, and the pool had nearly frozen over. Clinging to a final shred of hope, I walked over and slowly knelt down.
It was incredibly cold. Every breath felt like knives cutting through my lungs.
Even my wolf, Moonwhisper, could feel my pain. She mourned for me, asking, "Why don't Corey and Wesley believe us?"
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