Alina's POV:

After I got taken away from the banquet, my father sent a group of people to guard my room, fearing that I would escape.

I was so enraged that I sat in the corner of the room and repeatedly hit the wall with a dagger.

It didn't take long before small holes in the wall appeared. I thought it would be great if these holes were on Sylvia's body-oozing blood every time she would try to fight back.

I had no doubt that would be agonizing. I knew I would feel the same thing if that happened to me.

All I wanted was to see her suffer.

I wouldn't have ended up like this if it weren't for that bitch. All my suffering was because of her. She was a thief, and she plundered everything that once belonged to me.

shouldn't have shown mercy. I should've killed her when I had the

inside my head. She blamed me

I had enough of her scolding, I hit the wall with the dagger one last time, causing white dust to fall on

the wall here? Go and kill Sylvia already! That's what you should

alone!" I retorted. I didn't want to listen to her,

this arrogant. Making her say something nice was

It was already late, but when I noticed that it began to drizzle, I opened the window and leaned against the frame. I felt calm when I looked down even though I was five meters above the ground. For werewolves, jumping down from this height wouldn't be able to kill us. However, I'd still get hurt if I did so, which in my case, could probably temporarily distract me

princess who was trapped in the castle deep in the woods, with

fell on my body. Although it was a summer

in my chest almost made me unable to breathe. No

sob, scream, and bawl my eyes out,

quitter. Even if I was fighting a losing battle, I'd fight to the

looked up at

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