Lillian’s POV
Ever since I was a child I was a proud person, I’d never deny that. Both of my parents had been rather affluent members of the pack, so I’d been proud of them and as a consequence of that, I became prideful of myself.
I wanted to be someone as spectacular as them, so I held myself high and never looked back. There were times it got me into trouble, and I’d refuse to apologize, believing myself to be right.
Sometimes they’d have to force me to apologize for a mistake I made when I was truly in the wrong—and I would, but Goddess did it hurt worse than pulling teeth when I had to.
That should’ve been the first sign that maybe I had a bit too much pride, but it wasn’t like I didn’t work hard to have something to show for it, not just my parents’ accomplishments but my own.