* Arriane *
My father's funeral was held after a few days, in the Shadow pack. But I haven't spoken with Alpha Daemon after the incident. I don't know why I am too upset with him.
Maybe because I don't have anyone to vent my anger to. And even for a fact that I am so alone and at his mercy, I still refuse to lower my pride to him.
"Princess Arriane, everyone left. I think it's about time we should go back too."
Aunt Samara was kind enough to wait for me as I stood in front of my father's grave.
"You can go back Aunt Samara, don't worry about me."
Aunt Samara hesitated. I could feel her eyes on me, full of concern, but eventually she sighed softly.
"Don't stay too long. The mountain winds get colder at night."
I only nodded at the old woman.
The moment her footsteps faded away, sil
