“How could you, Ayame?” Tristan’s mother shouted in a hysterical voice; grabbing me by my shoulders and shaking me up. “Tristan loved you so much… he even rebelled against his father for your sake and this is what you do?”
“What did I do?” I gaped at her with a dumbfounded expression, wondering where I had gone wrong in following her orders. “I just did…”
Slap! She struck me hard before I could complete my sentence. Her eyes reddened, and she pushed me to the ground. Turning to face Alpha Moore, she continued, “I didn’t tell you about her intentions earlier because Tristan is crazily in love with her…” Tears rolled down her cheeks and she sniffled. “If I knew that she would stab him at his lowest point, that too with a mystical dagger, I would have never….”
Alpha Moore took a menacin
