CLAIRE'S POV
The world was silent as I slowly walked along the river.
I felt the cold wind against my skin, but it did nothing for an already cold heart.
Earlier, I had dismissed the visitors at the restaurant by calling the manager. I politely asked him to continue the dinner and let the guests leave afterward. I told him the celebrant wouldn’t be able to make it and apologized for the inconvenience. I also instructed him not to inform the Alpha—yet.
I didn’t go there personally. I didn’t want to face the pity in the eyes of the elders.
I was always labeled the forsaken blind Luna—the fake heiress who never deserved the title or the respect that came with it.
And maybe they were right. I never deserved any of this treatment. Just like no one in this pack deserves my loyalty anymor
