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.

in the capital city, I shouldn't have shown mercy. I should've

head. She blamed

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

Go and kill Sylvia already! That's what

didn't want to listen to her, so I

her say something nice was out of the

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 from the emotional pain that I had been enduring

trapped in the castle deep in the woods, with no one coming to my

of rain fell on my body. Although it

breathe. No matter how hard

bawl my eyes out, but

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

as I looked up at the night sky. This was ridiculous. In the end, I still had

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