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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.

and I sat down

I said, trying to keep my tone casual, though

think it's time

from his coffee, his expression neutral as always,

have no official business to attend to

an eyebrow,

the concept of a

and even the most important days were sacrificed

the familiar longing of a man who knew

he was, offering to spend the day with me on something that brought him

one that warmed my heart more

struck by the sight of the director rushing out to

a broad smile as

didn't you call in advance? I would

surprise must have shown on my face, because Leo coughed lightly, his expression a mix of discomfort

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the director know you?" I

with kind eyes and a warm demeanor, answered before Leo

often comes here to start charity events. He's

embarrassment deepened, and he quickly cut in with his usual

sake of Silvermoon Pack's image," he said coldly. "Part of my job as Alpha. Nothing

I saw through the

warm within, wasn't as unfeeling as he wanted the world to

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