Alina's POV:

I was so angry that I smashed the vase in the direction where Warren left. "So ungrateful!"

Then I suddenly heard Coco scream from the outside and saw her running in a panic. "Bad news! Warren threw all the sculptures in the cupboard into the trash can. I can't stop him." "Just let him. Those are a pile of rubbish, anyway." I got even angrier and directly overturned the table.

Those sculptures were all handmade by Warren. Every year, he would give one to me as a birthday present. He was obviously doing this now to make a clean break with me.

He said that he would always protect me and stand on my side forever. He lied. He was only good at saying fine words.

Did he really think I cared about these things? Not at all! They were nothing but rubbish to me.

another. The carved screen was slanted on the edge of the sofa, and the entire floor was in a

my anger. I didn't

For the first time, I felt lonely and helpless. My heart was like a leaking pipe. It was empty and couldn't be filled in no

you all right?" Coco asked as she carefully squatted down and put

sat down in a trance, like a puppet whose strings had been cut loose. "Do you think

who likes blowing the gab," Coco said to comfort me,

no guarantee that he wouldn't tell my father. My father had always been a serious and stereotyped werewolf who was upright and honest. Thus,

I showed a little bit

pretend to be innocent and

always liked the gentle and considerate me. And now that my disguise was removed, he left me without

was either I would be forced to leave the royal palace or lose the position of the pack's heir. These consequences were both unbearable

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