My foster sister Sophia, the last purebred white wolf in Grell village, was dead.
Three days. That's how long she suffered at the hands of an unknown rogue wolf before they found her.
Her pure white wolf bloodline had been completely defiled. She couldn't face the pack anymore. She was terrified of bringing misfortune to everyone she loved.
So she ran into the forest. She bit through her own throat with her fangs. Then she threw herself into the ice lake.
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The water turned red around her broken body.
Her suicide note contained only one sentence: "Lina saw his face."
From that day forward, I became the pack's greatest sinner.
Because I knew who the killer was. I knew his name, his face, his scent. Yet I chose silence. For five whole years, I protected that monster.
"Aunt Lina, please!" The voice outside my cave was raw with desperation. "Just tell me his name!"
It was Aiden. Sophia's only cub. He knelt outside my stone cave every full moon, tears streaming down his young face.
"Please! Avenge my mother! You saw the killer's face! Why won't you speak?"
His sobs echoed off the cave walls. Each cry felt like a knife twisting in my chest. This seven-year-old child had lost everything. His mother was gone. His childhood was destroyed.
And I was the only one who could give him justice.
I stood behind the stone door, listening to his heartbreaking wails. My hands trembled against the cold rock. Every instinct screamed at me to comfort him, to hold him, to give him the answers he needed.
Instead, I turned away. I walked deeper into my cave and shut the inner door.
The sound of his crying followed me into the darkness.
"You bastard protector!" The angry voices outside grew louder. "You betrayed Grell!"
The pack had surrounded my cave again. They carried torches that cast dancing shadows on the walls. Their furious roars made the stone foundation shake.
"Come out and face us, traitor!"
"You're protecting the scum who defiled our purebred!"
"Coward! Murderer!"
I had heard these accusations every night for five years. The words had lost their sting. But the hatred behind them still burned like acid in my veins.
I walked to where Fenrir waited in the shadows. My black hunting dog had been my only companion since Sophia's death.
"Drive them away," I whispered, reaching for his iron chain.
The pack members scattered like startled prey.
They left. But I lost everything that night too.
Five years later, my body grew weak and frail. I could barely leave my stone bed. Only the medicinal herbs native to our territory kept me alive.
That’s when Damien stepped through the destruction.
My foster brother had returned. He was no longer the young wolf I remembered from our childhood. Now he stood as the most powerful Alpha lord in North America. Twelve Black Wolf Guards flanked him like shadows of death.
"Get up, Lina." His voice was colder than winter ice. "Today is your judgment day."
Two Black Wolf Guards rushed forward without hesitation. They grabbed my arms and hauled me off the bed like a sack of grain.


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