NATALIA
Hold on… Tristan made me promise to hold on and it might be the only reason why I’m still alive right now. I sounded like a complete wuss, entirely depending on my existence on someone else, but it’s all I had at the moment. I had to cling to that hope, or I’d lose my sanity.
“Just don’t go. I’ll talk to your father instead. It’s about time anyway. They can’t treat you like that.” Tristan quickly opposed the idea of me returning to my father’s pack. I just received a call two days after that incident. It was from one of our pack’s betas formally requesting me to go to their pack to discuss what happened.
My father requesting my presence in this way felt like a punch in the gut. He could have easily called me personally to talk, but he decided to do this. Even just a personal te
