Chapter 4
Soft piano music played in the banquet hall as all the werewolves watched the happy wedding of the newlyweds.
Delilah, in her long mermaid–style wedding dress, walked toward Alpha Spike, holding a large bouquet of white roses.
After the speeches from Mom and Dad, it was Abelard’s turn.
He stood on stage and jokingly waved a fist at Alpha Spike. “I only have one sister. She’s the treasure of the family. If you mistreat her, the whole family won’t let you off the hook.”
Spike gazed at Delilah with an intensely
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pain of this life before dying.
I simply watched coldly, feeling hollow inside, as if a breeze had blown through me.
At one of the tables, someone whispered, “Hey, I thought the Neal family had three children. Why does Abelard say he only has one sister?”
“It’s that second daughter, Peaches. Tsk, she’s a lowly omega who’s done nothing but bad things. Character is what truly matters…”
Thanks to my parents, I became infamous throughout the entire pack.
Actually, when I was little, my aunt was quite kind to me.
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affectionate tone. “I would never dream of it.”
Applause erupted from the audience.
The stage was filled with warmth.
My spirit stood by the bouquet on the edge of the stage, numb as I watched them. Everyone was smiling, everyone was avoiding mentioning me, this omega who shamed the alpha.
My wolf howled in sorrow. She loved Alpha Spike so much that even though he had rejected us and married my sister, she couldn’t forget him.
I thought I would feel heartache.
But perhaps I had already endured all the
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For Christmas, she gave me a plush lion toy. I was the only one who received it–Abelard and Delilah didn’t have one.
Abelard, used to getting his way, demanded I let him play with it. When I refused, he simply tore the toy apart.
Not long after, my aunt returned to retrieve a hat she had forgotten and happened to see the torn pieces scattered on the floor.
To protect her beloved son’s reputation, my mom told my aunt, “Peachy didn’t like the toy and insisted on tearing it apart. She said she
didn’t want to see it.”
My aunt’s expression immediately changed, and from then on, she would skip giving me gifts at every gathering.
