So this was how they saw me—not just a slave, but a thief. A shameless, undeserving parasite.
The weight of their accusations pressed down on me, squeezing until breathing became a luxury.
Disappointment didn’t cut as sharply as I thought it would. Instead, it dulled into a bitter habitual ache, spreading through my bones like wolfsbane.
"So that’s what you think of me?"
"Because I was a slave, I don’t deserve to have anything good? Anything that doesn’t match my status must have been stolen?"
"Alpha Damon, I may not be Blue Moon Pack’s true princess, but I was your sister for more than ten years. In your eyes, am I really that despicable? That worthless?"
His face paled, the confident mask of the Alpha slipping . His fists clenched at his sides, so tight his knuckles went whi
