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.

The carved screen was slanted on the edge of the sofa,

out my anger. I didn't even know when I

felt lonely and helpless. My

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

puppet whose strings had been cut loose. "Do you think Warren will tell my father

blowing the gab," Coco said to comfort me, putting

pain, feeling flustered. Warren was so disappointed in me, and there was 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, he had trained Warren to be a man of justice too. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

a child, my father was always displeased whenever I showed a little

had to pretend to be innocent and kind-hearted all

and considerate me. And now that my disguise

be unimaginable. It was either I would be forced to

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