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.

shown mercy. I should've killed

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

the wall with the dagger one last time, causing white dust

taking it out on the wall here? Go and kill

I didn't want to listen

arrogant. Making her say something nice was

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 from the emotional pain that

now like the princess who was trapped in the castle deep

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

almost made me unable to breathe. No matter how hard I struggled,

and bawl my eyes out,

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

I looked up at the night sky. This was ridiculous. In the

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