This was one of the reasons why I refused to have breakfast with my father. Just one out of a thousand reasons. I swallowed my pain and anger in order not to give him the satisfaction of watching me cry and beg him.
He had to earn my tears so I wouldn't go down this easily.
"I am sorry, Ana." Soso whispered sadly.
I knew it was my fault. I shouldn't have triggered his past by talking about the Luna. One day, I would be in that position. Both positions even. But father came at me. He called me Anastasia. That was the line he shouldn't have crossed.
It had been a while since anyone called me that.
Only my mother was allowed to because I hated that name. I sounded like a princess in a fairy tale. Ironic coming from a half human, half wolf. I didn't want to be a princess in the castle, so
