CHAPTER FIFTY ONE - NOSTALGIC BETRAYAL

CHAPTER FIFTY ONE - NOSTALGIC BETRAYAL

THE LYCAN CITY. SACRED FOREST

VALERIE

As if sitting with my legs crossed for hours was not enough, Reila still insisted that I keep as still possible and focus on the inner voice that resided in me.

Reila listened intensively as I narrated the routines I had been put through and I did not expect the long frowned that dropped her face when I finished.

“What?!” I asked, getting irritated as this was not working out either and the sun was mercilessly beating on my back and nape.

“Valerie… those routines, they aren’t to help you shift, rather they are to lock up your wolf.”

I did not understand what she had said, ‘lock up my wolf?’

Had my father hired an instructor that did the opposite, and instead of helping me shift, ensured I never did.

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The ride home was short, my mate made his attempts at a reconciliation but I was still too pissed to consider his apologies.

He had been with the very woman that was constantly reminding herself to me,