Chapter Forty Three

SIENNA

“Clara?” My brows furrowed in confusion as I watched her sitting beside my father.

Clara and I har never really seen eye to eye since childhood. Even though we've never really admitted it out loud. We were always in a silent competition with each other since childhood. She always had the unhealthy need to do better that me in everything that I did, and I was always under constant pressure to beat her in everything that she did as well, just so I could prove a point to my father.

I felt the need to prove to him that I was capable of controlling a pack, of being a strong woman and sometimes I felt it suffocating me to the extent that it was almost impossible to breathe and all I needed was for him to tell me that it was okay to make mistakes and I could put myself back up. He never really did.

Although he did always tell me that he was proud of me but that I could always go better and each time I did. Always better than the light. Everything was okay when Clara decided to move