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"I raised you all these years and this is how you repay me?"

I sneered back, "If by nurturing you mean locking me up in the attic and assigning me the appropriate amount of food based on the amount of chores I do, then why don't you raise Alice that way?"

With that said, I ignored his angry curses and hung up the phone.

Whenever I am alone, I think of the past.

They are as far away as a shadow, but as close as a shudder.

For years, almost every drop of my heart and soul went to subsidising my adoptive parents, paying off the gambling debts they owed, and keeping their-pack's running.

But they never changed their ways, they were still addicted to gambling, and this endless vicious cycle exhausted me.

But now, I'm finally free.

I'm free to decide where my money goes, free to spend it on people and things that matter.

As I sat at the small kitchen table, sunlight filtering through the window, I weighed the possibilities in my mind.

What did I want to do with this newfound freedom? My thoughts drifted to the orphanage, a place that had always held a special spot in my heart.

Once, I was nearly an orphan myself, and now that I had the means, I wanted to help those children, to give them a future brighter than the one that had once seemed destined for me. The decision came quietly, like a gentle breeze stirring the leaves.

I would keep some of the money for myself, for small pleasures and future needs, but the rest-yes, the rest would go to the orphanage.

Those children deserved better.

I sat down for

to the orphanage," I said, trying to keep my tone casual,

think it's time

looked up from his coffee, his expression neutral as always, but I noticed a flicker

no official business to attend to this weekend," he replied. "I could come

an

concept

the most important days were sacrificed for

behind him, his eyes filled with the familiar longing of a man who knew

to spend the day with me on something that

a rare and unexpected gesture, one that warmed my heart more

at the orphanage, I was struck by the sight of the director rushing out to

a broad smile as

why didn't you call in advance? I would

must have shown on my face, because Leo coughed lightly,

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does the director know you?" I asked, unable to hide

eyes and a warm demeanor, answered

start charity events. He's done so much for the

embarrassment deepened, and he quickly cut in with his usual

the sake of Silvermoon Pack's image," he said coldly. "Part of my job as Alpha.

saw through the

wasn't as

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