Sally's POVAfter returning from capture, I had another life-or-death duel with one of Darius's men. Hopefully, he wouldn't be hurt as much as the first person stabbed by my sword, but I was wrong. Darius's man was stabbed in the stomach by my short sword, nearly killing him, and it was my fault.Soon after, my grandmother kept me away from physical violence, well, any kind of violence that involved fists and weapons. And guided me around town, but of course, still protected and watched. I don't mind that, I need this too, I guess.With the time I spent in Paris and away, I forgot all the things that happened here. Deep down, I knew I forgave him and got over it. I mean, yes, my parents' graves are sacred to me, but eventually, people are bound to find out about that. I was too emotional to cope at that time.I miss Athena, a lot, but I don't think she'll want to forgive me for the things I said to her before I left. The walk even made me realize how much I miss the boys too, they are

Sally's POVAthena nodded "Because he was an Alpha born and he had a long line of Alpha blood in him, he held on to the last thread of life a lot.""So who is the leader now?" I ask.Athena sighed. "Albert. He's doing the best he can. The boys are losing their minds, they're losing hope. They're becoming desperate and defenseless just by looking at their fallen Alpha, who is on the brink of death."I could feel the pain of my guilt falling upon me, plunging me into utter agony. I sighed heavily."Not your fault," Athena said comfortingly.Athena walked up to the porch and opened the door. I could hear the boys welcoming her with so much warmth and love. The kind of welcome I've never had in a long time.Wait a moment. They sounded so calm... Didn't Athena say that Ryan was sick again? Okay, wait, Athena didn't tell me that. I just assumed he was. But she said it was a life-or-death emergency. This sneaky little bitch. I glared at a hole in the back of her head."We thought you were go

Sally's POVIt landed on the new scar Kaytlyn left me. Unintentionally, my cardigan sleeve must have popped up without me realizing it. Quickly, I pulled down my sleeves and stood up straight.I was hoping to avoid him, but instead, he caught me. Concerns loom over his features. Gently grabbing my wrists, he pushed both my sleeves to my elbows and examined the scars. His eyes darkened even more, thinking, it's scaring me."What happened?""Nothing." I tried to pull me away but failed.His lips curled into a thin, gloomy line. “Did you do this to yourself?” He asked carefully."Are not." I frowned.“Is that your grandfather?” This time he asked.“You know, for a man, I would judge a lot.” Tried to ignore him, but failed."Scars like these don't just appear on your skin for no reason." He retorted. "I have to believe in something else, the fact that he's done this to you before.""You don't know anything. So, just back off." Successfully, I snatched my wrist back and walked away from hi

Sally's POVWhen Ryan's pack finds out that Darius is in town, they can't contain themselves and organize a barbecue gathering as fall approaches.I find it strange that these wolves have a barbecue in the fall, and it's not the first time I've had to go. But, it is unique. It's them. That's their thing."You'll be late for the barbecue, Sally." My grandmother warned.I grumbled as I went downstairs. "No, I wouldn't. I mean, it's not even for me. So why should I bother?"The woman shot a glare at me, quick enough to silence me. "It doesn't matter if it's for you or not, you were invited and that's that. Being late to an event you were invited to is rude." She reprimanded."Burn!" Darius cheered in the background as he too came down the stairs.The woman also shot him a look. His face was pale. And I lost it, bursting out laughing at the bottom of the stairs. "Your face. Oh my god. Priceless."“You are no different, young master.” The old lady scolded.I linked my arm with his and pull

Sally's POVKnocking on the office door, I hoped to find my grandmother, but she was nowhere in the room. Go deeper into the room, wanting to wait for her to talk about the trip.I haven't been in the office for a long time, and it's a throwback to the past. I remember seeing my father at his desk, rummaging through stacks of papers on the desk with furrowed eyebrows, which always stopped me.I pulled the chair out from the table and sat down, looking at the table, I happened to see pictures of my parents' car. My grandfather said they were in a car accident, but looking at the photo, their car is in perfect condition. There are more than 10 photos, I went through all of them until the last 3 photos.A vintage necklace hangs around a burned corpse. I remember that necklace, it belonged to my mother. The more I looked at it, I could feel my heart lifting. Went through 2 more times, their unique wedding band which I remember loving to play with. The last photo is of their corpses before