ROSALITH
That night, Harry alongside the head maid had to force me to sleep. Father still lay lifeless on the bed, not moving a finger. The mark Vladimir left on my neck still burns with desire but my heart burns for revenge.
There are just these words that keep whispering in my head, telling me I need to do something, but I know it's all a lie.
I am just a loser who can't do anything. I couldn't bring my Father to love me and I couldn't protect him from dying because he needed to atone for his sin right in front of me.
I want him to see me grow into a powerful human, even if it's going to be under another Pack. But even when his killer was right in front of me I couldn't do a thing.
“Princess,” I heard the head maid calling from outside and I quickly stood up to open the door for he
