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.

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

wolf-kept cursing inside my head. She blamed me for

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

Go and kill Sylvia already! That's what you should do!"

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

arrogant. Making her say something nice

dress, leaving me with only my leggings and underwear. 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

in the castle deep in the woods, with

a sudden downpour flooded the area, and droplets of rain fell on my body. Although it was a summer night,

in my chest almost made me unable to breathe.

scream, and bawl my eyes out, but I had no tears left

I was not a quitter. Even if I was fighting a losing battle, I'd fight to the last minute and take down

burst into laughter as I looked up at the

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