Chapter Seventy Six

(Natasha's POV)

I felt selfish after I discovered the truth about Diego.

All the while, he had been suffering in silence, and I was too blind to see it. I never knew about his sister; I didn't even see the need to ask. My whole focus had been centered on destroying the pack—these were people who had done nothing to me.

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I had to return back to the cabin, just as I had promised Set. I wanted to see him again, fall into his arms, and let him take control just as he always does. I wanted to hear those sweet words from him. I needed to be reminded of how special I was because, at this moment, I didn't feel very unique. I felt awful for how I treated Diego.

I arrived in the cabin; the lights were on, and a small smile stretched on my lips as I walked in.

"Set, I'm back," I said, but there was no response.

"Set?"

I called out as I walked into the living room. I saw the shattered glass on the floor; the couch had been ripped; the portrait was on the floor; and so were the curtains.