Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 499 The Past Is Best Left Buried

Heidi’s POV:

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As I listened, an icy numbness crept through my limbs, locking me in place. A chill seeped up from the soles of my feet, spreading like frost along my spine, and a cold sweat beaded on my forehead before trickling down.

I would never forget the day my father was taken away in handcuffs. My stepmother, terrified of being dragged down with him, quickly severed connections. The morning after his arrest, she made me one last breakfast before leaving. She never came back.

However, all I felt was relief back then. No more beatings and no more cold, judgmental stares.

Even now, I thought I was finally about to start a new life, but this damn werewolf officer stepped out of nowhere and destroyed everything!

Allen hesitated briefly before continuing, “During the recording process, we learned that the villager’s name was Marcus Ford. According to his statement, four of them were originally guarding the two children that night. However, he also mentioned that his wife, a woman with Ludwig surname, and their daughter, Heidi, were also present.”

The moment my name left his lips, silence thickened in the room. Other than Rosaline and Caden, every single person glanced at me in disbelief and shot me dismissive glances.

A bitter cold settled deep in my chest. I had spent over a decade burying this scar. Yet, here it was, ripped open, raw, and bleeding, in front of everyone.

I thought I was on the brink of happiness. Had I already lost it?

silence swallowed me as

and had no one to take care of me. The werewolf officer sent me to the welfare home, a

friends, mainly because I had no regrets about leaving that kind of home.

none of them wanted to play

welfare home class and had just returned to my seat. I reached for my pencil case, flipped it open, and froze as I saw

I screamed. My fear was pure instinct. It was break time, and there were many people in the class. Everyone cast a

with doubt, confusion, or mockery. All in all, none of them were kind.

of werewolf boys, no older than seven or eight, burst into laughter, clapping their hands in delight. Their eyes sparkled with mischief as

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spectacle unfold. At first, I fought back, but in the end, all I received was harsher punishment from the teachers and even worse revenge from those little wolves. Eventually,

day, I would rise above them all. I would make them regret ever looking down

to the dean’s office. Waiting for me, along with the dean, was

He just came back from Aurion. If you go with him, you’ll finally have a new home. Isn’t

my head, studying the refined werewolf before me. Then, after a long silence, I asked just one

aback by my bluntness, and then he chuckled. “Of course. Come with me, and I guarantee your life will be a