I am lying on my bed, trying my best to sleep, but my conversation with Luke in the afternoon hunts me down. Being my father's successor would not be such a problem if only I did not know what kind of people I’d be serving. The pain in the past caused by them is something that I would not easily be forgotten. They left a scar in my heart that will never be erased. The pack loves Aika, and even if she committed something terrible, the blame would still be on me.
“This good for nothing daughter of Saint is getting into my nerves. How dare her to hurt Aika,” someone from the crowd voice out.
“If I were Mary, I should have aborted her during pregnancy. She must be very disappointed now to give birth to a useless daughter,” one added.
We are surrounded because Aika cried. I was trying to hel
