Kenneth's voice trembled with regret.
"That day, someone told me Margot was unfaithful. Owen's dad was with me to catch her in the act. If I hadn't lost my temper and crashed the car, Douglas would still be alive. I took Owen's dad from him. I'm the real sinner here!"
Veronica's mind went blank, her strength draining like water from a cracked bucket. She collapsed to the floor, dazed.
All these years, she'd been a fool, hating the wrong wolf. It was her pack that had wronged Owen. He had every right to hate her.
His tearful words echoed in her head: "You'll regret this." And she did—regret so deep she wished it was her lying dead instead. Veronica sank to her knees in the bloodstains, sobbing like a pup.
"Veronica, what's wrong? You're scaring me!" Andrew's voice was frantic.
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