"I swear I regret it. I know there’s no justification for what I did to you, but I came for what is mine." I see nothing here that belongs to him. "Alice, you belong to my pack. You are my luna, my mate."
"To your pack?" That sounded stupid. "Don’t make me laugh, please. And I ask you to stop looking for me. We have nothing to talk about. Stay away from me. Stop looking for me. You won’t achieve anything."
"I didn’t know what I was doing."
"Damn it! How old are you? Five?" I screamed in rage. "You are a damn adult, but you behave like a f*****g idiot."
Hatred is little compared to what I feel inside. Hatred is never good. It kills the soul. But life led me to this. Don’t ask me to be good when no one has ever been good to me at any moment. All the Dilaurentiss were cruel to me, except
