Chapter 34
Torian’s letter was what I never knew I would need in order to realize how foolish I am. It was like an eye-opener to me, enough for me to know that it had been long overdue that I should go into the woods with a rope and hang myself.
His letter was full of mockery, and he even had to make a caricature of me on it. He then told me that as I wandered around looking for a place to lay my head, I should never think of coming close to his pack or he would make me regret my life.
He already knew I had been sent out of the Lycan kingdom, and I don’t know how. I read my father’s letter and found it hard to believe it was from him. I wouldn’t have been shocked if he hadn’t claimed to have forgiven me earlier and was ready to accept me.
It seemed he also knew I had lost all I had, which made him return to his evil self. He also warned me not to cross the border of his pack, and that I should go and die and rot away.
It was like they were all waiting patiently for this moment, and there was no way I could beg after denying them my help. earlier when I was the Lycan King’s favorite.
I was actually going to change my mind, to be honest, and to help. I just wanted them to feel a bit of the gut-wrenching anxiety and pain of being denied help when in desperate need of it. I wanted them to feel how I felt when they all turned dead ears to my pleas.
It actually backfired on me too early, and it also seemed like they had settled their dispute with Diana because the letter didn’t show they were still in fear of Diana bursting in and killing them.
How Lucian turned against me was still a mystery I couldn’t unfold. I had a miscarriage, which should be another reason he showed me a lot of love, knowing how painful it feels, but he strangely believed I killed the child to please the vampire king.
How::
Different questions were bubbling in my mind, sending a rush of shivers down my spine as I kept swallowing hard and biting my lower lips to push back the outburst of so b.
I was threading through the forest, not knowing where it headed. All I knew was that I was going further away from the Lycan kingdom, away from Lucian.
As a rogue, I knew my presence would start attracting predators. I knew it was really dangerous for me to be here, but I wasn’t afraid anymore. The death that I had always dreaded was more like my wish, and the thought of it makes me feel
better.
ལ་འཚོན་འཆ་འའི འ
Dying right here in the woods won’t be bad, not like anyone needed me in this world. I meant nothing to anyone and was better off dead than alive. Nature and everything in it had made it all obvious to me that I was supposed to die.
As expected, I began to sense movements around me, and soon enough, the scent of vampires swirled around me. They are always the quickest to sense an astrayed werewolf because we are their meals, and they had really sharp sense.
I let out a weak smile and kept waking, acting like I hadn’t noticed them. They were lurking around the bush, setting up a plan on how to get me easily. I guess they thought I was somehow strong. If they know me well, they will know they don’t have to set any formations or tactics on how to attack me.
A weak thing like me has no chance for even the weakest vampire out there.
“Attack!” I heard the roar, which echoed in my head, and from the trees and shrubs, they all jumped out in style, surrounded me, and I got my legs swept off the floor, landing my butt on the ground hard.
I didn’t try to stand; I just lay there with my eyes shut. “Kill me quick, devour, and eat every part of me you all want. I said it lowly, not sure if they heard me, but with how I made no struggle or commotion to free myself, they were supposed to
know