I was caught off guard when I found out that information. I can’t help but feel my heart beating slowly, and it feels like it’s breaking down. I don’t want to show them that I’m hurting because I don’t want them to feel bad for me.
“Sorry . . .” As I ran out of the pack house, I stutteringly greeted everyone. I’m having a nervous breakdown and trying to hold back tears so that no one can see them.
After learning such information, I don’t want people to know that I have the impression that my world is coming to an end. They have to learn the hard way how much I appreciate their assistance, even though they were unaware of the depth of my gratitude.
I am certain that the Alpha is unaware that they assist me by altering my appearance; all that they are aware of is the fact that they transp
