I continued looking at the night sky as I bathed myself with tears. I felt so lost and empty. I did not look at Alpha Alan who squatted in front of me, decorating my dress and face with my father's blood.
He threw his head backward and laughed victoriously when he had covered me with blood.
"This is exactly the way you would look the day I would send you to the Crimson moon pack!
You think I saved you, right?" Alpha Alan asked and continued chuckling. "I did not! With this pretty face of yours, he might not torture you the way I want! He might make you one of his mistresses and pamper you. I don't want it!
I will torture you by myself! I'll make you the ugliest werewolf in this country before sending you to him. Even your so-called mysterious Jupiter will reject you when he sees you
