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It’s been two days since I sat down to pen down a long letter to Diana, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted her to see it anymore. It felt so off and wrong. I felt as though she needed me to talk to her directly and not be a coward behind a letter, but I didn’t know how to handle all that.
She was still not picking up my calls, and I couldn’t show up at her pack after the drama her mother did. Gosh! How could she have such horrible parents? I just couldn’t understand it at all.
Her father was a killer, and her mother was a f*****g psychopath. Disgusting!
"Alpha?"
I turned as I sipped the water lightly, looking right at Ethan, who was pulling at his shirt sleeve. He seemed more refreshed after the damn fight, and I was glad about that. My state of mind was so bad, but someone had to be
