Caroline's POV:
"I'm sorry..." I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes.
"I used to think of you as my real mother..." I gently tucked Elizabeth in bed and couldn't help but shed a tear.
The tear landed on her cheek, and I wiped it with a handkerchief.
I drugged her with the magic potion the wizard gave me.
This meant that she might never wake up again.
Elizabeth was my adoptive mother.
She had raised me since I was a kid.
Werewolves had feelings.
For so many years, I had seen her as my biological mother.
That was, until she set my happiness aside.
Not only did she stop me from being with the one I loved, but she also wanted me to marry someone I didn't even know.
Whenever I remembered this, I felt that what I was doing was justified.
I touched her face and, for some reason, I couldn't stop crying.