“Another chapter of life. I have a pup to protect now. People in the castle keep testing me. It’s time to scrap the Goodchild off my name.” – Ava Knight
“Leave it to me,”
Some voice suddenly said.
“Let me take it from here.”
I wriggled my brows confusingly at the feminine words.
“Who are you?” I asked curiously.
“Your wolf.”
“Y-You’re here again.” I stated brokenly, sitting at the floor of my chambers with tears surrounding my eyes.
I was tired.
So tired that for the first time, I reached for a bottle of rum, drinking from it.
I wanted anything that could make me forget this world I was in. This harsh world that everyone was after something. Anyone could betray anyone. Because of power.
Used to look up to Lydia, you know.
I really wanted to be like her. Her fighting skills and Knight indulging were out of this world. This was why I had so much confidence in myself after defeating her.