As soon as I shifted into my wolf, Sophia, I was able to kill almost all the rogues. Except for the leader who was able to stab me with a silver dagger imbued with silverbane before he ran away. Nevertheless, I was able to get back to my pack who immediately revered me as their hero.
Unfortunately, the injuries were too fatal by the time I came back. Not even the pack doctors were able to help me. I could only lay on the bed weakly as the pack doctors tried their best to heal me as best as they could, but to no avail.
As the days passed by, I was getting weaker and weaker. People at the castle thought that my weak condition would bring the Alpha back to me. Sadly, they had no idea of how wrong they were.
They were left horrified to see what my estranged husband said instead before he left to comfort his mistress.
Oliver arrogantly announced, “It must be one of her tricks! It’ll be better if she dies! That way, I can freely marry my Meredith! Summon that damn Moon Priestess so that I could marry my Meredith as soon as that weak woman died.”
I was left broken and humiliated by his last words to me.