chapter thirty one

Chapter thirty one

Jessica's POV:

When I saw Brenda on Marge Island, I was really surprised.

I didn't expect that she was still alive and even participated in the special training.

My father had sent a lot of werewolves to hunt Brenda down when she escaped.

Although they failed to bring back her dead body, they retrieved fragments of her clothes, so we all thought that she was dead.

I always wanted Brenda to die.

When my father was still the pack's Beta, I already wanted her dead.

We were of aristocratic descent.

Why should I be considered inferior to her? Was it only because she was the Alpha's daughter? I had done my best to endure.

Did she think I had to accept her charity just because she regarded me as a friend? I quickly became fed up with Brenda's hypocrisy and arrogance.

As long as she waved her hand, I had to cater to her whims and butter her up.

She gave me clothes that she didn't like and helped me solve trifling matters with her status as the Alpha'