LUCINA'S POV
I walked towards the lighted house a few distance away from me thinking about the last fight between me and Edmund. I have always done things to gain the trust of others and always ended up getting hurt by them. My formal rebellious pack wasn't indifferent like the rest of them, I did all I could to gain the pack's trust but I was treated as garbage and left to do work for them. They never acknowledge my presence or even gave me a chance to prove myself no matter what I do or how far I go to please them. I was just an ordinary slave wolf, there to do their job.
I sighed and looked at the house in front of me. I am back again, back again to the only place I am welcomed.
I walked further towards the house and stopped at the door. Just when I was about to knock on it, the door
