"You talk about justice," I said, my voice steady despite the agony inside me. "But you're not fair. If you were, you'd listen to me instead of condemning me without proof. You’d give me a chance to clear my name instead of throwing me in a cell like a criminal."
A sharp slap cracked through the air.
Pain exploded across my cheek. I tasted blood.
"You have no right to disrespect the Alpha!" my mother spat.
Despite everything, despite the unbearable pain they caused me… I still cared.
I still loved them.
"I respected you all my life," I murmured, my voice cold. "But I’ve finally learned… enough is enough."
Another slap—this time from my father.
"Say one more word, and you'll get worse than that," he growled.
I let out a bitter laugh. "I won’t say anything." I lifted my chin, my vision swimming with tears I refused to shed. "Believe whatever you want. I’m done trying to make you see the truth."
Without another glance, I turned and walked away.
My vision blurred, the world tilting as exhaustion and heartbreak weighed me down. But I kept walking, past the pack’s hall, past the main pack house—away from all of them.