Chapter 7

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to scratch her face and strangle her! I turned with red eyes and lunged at Olivia, who was still crying in Logan's arms. “You killed my mother!”

“Mia!” Logan grabbed me and threw me roughly to the floor. “I thought you were being nicer to Olivia, but it turns out it was just an act! Do you enjoy hurting people?”

“She's the one who hurt–”

The doctors entered and rushed to the patient's bed. “What's going on here?!”

I grabbed the doctor's leg,crying and begging. “Doctor, doctor, please save my mother. I beg you… my mother's hand is moving, she's going to wake up, doctor… I beg you, save her!”

“Stop!” Logan ordered coldly, stopping the doctors from putting the medical equipment back on.

Logan stared at me sharply. “Mia,you should apologize to Olivia!”

“I won’t apologize to her!She planned to kill my mother!”

“Fine, you keep lying and never regret hurting Olivia, even though you’ve done it repeatedly, right? Then don’t expect your mother to get medical treatment! Philip! Bring Mia back to the pack and lock her in the dungeon!”

“No! No! Logan, I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I beg you!”

I desperately crawled toward his feet, but Logan kicked me and carried Olivia out of the ward.

Beta Philip pulled my hand forcefully, dragging me out of the treatment room.

“No, no, I can't leave my mother!” I cried desperately amid my tears, looking at the confused doctors and my mother's body convulsing before finally stopping.

“Doctor, the patient… has passed away ....”

“What a shame.” The nurse covered my mother with a white sheet.

I cried my heart out.

My mother has passed away.

Her smiling face in my memory is now gone, covered in a white cloth.

Gone forever from a world where I can no longer see her.

“Mom! Arrghh!”

Philip didn’t care about my hysterics at all; he dragged me roughly like a piece of luggage.

Logan walked away, his back looking cold, while Olivia's sly smile peeked from behind his shoulder, as if announcing her victory.

My world collapsed right then and there. My mother died. And now, I was locked in a pitch-black underground prison. Lena's whispers no longer calmed me.

I felt like I was drowning in the thick darkness of the dungeon. This darkness no longer frightened me. All that remained was emptiness and a deep hatred for Logan, Olivia, the entire Sinclair family, and even this entire pack.

I pulled out my phone, shaking my hands, and texted Alpha Asher.

[It's all too late. Logan killed my mother. He killed my mother for his Luna.]

Alpha Asher's message came quickly.

I told him everything, about how Logan killed my mother, and that I wanted revenge.

Time seemed to freeze when his next message came in.

[I understand. I've arranged everything for your faked death at the dinner party. Once you're completely free from Logan's control, I'm willing to help you take revenge.]

Logan finally released me three hours early,as if to atone for his guilt. I was numb to everything.All I remember was Logan's whisper announcing my mother's death.

“Mia, if you hadn't hurt Olivia in the first place, your mother wouldn't have ended up like this.Let your mother go, she's been vegetative for fifteen years.This is her destiny.”

Destiny? That's nonsense!

My mother would surely wake up after all this time!But Olivia killed her. Logan killed my mother. And the pack, they were so indifferent at my mother's funeral.

My mother was cremated without a ceremony, that very day, to avoid bad luck at the Moonlight Birth Fest.

I stood there, my eyes red, watching my mother's body slowly turn to ashes, and I secretly vowed that one day I would get justice for my mother.

By then, I'll make Logan and Olivia beg me to let them go, crying their eyes out!

I cried my heart out.

My mother has passed away.

Her smiling face in my memory is now gone, covered in a white cloth.

Gone forever from a world where I can no longer see her.

“Mom! Arrghh!”

Philip didn’t care about my hysterics at all; he dragged me roughly like a piece of luggage.

Logan walked away, his back looking cold, while Olivia's sly smile peeked from behind his shoulder, as if announcing her victory.

My world collapsed right then and there. My mother died. And now, I was locked in a pitch-black underground prison. Lena's whispers no longer calmed me.

I felt like I was drowning in the thick darkness of the dungeon. This darkness no longer frightened me. All that remained was emptiness and a deep hatred for Logan, Olivia, the entire Sinclair family, and even this entire pack.

Logan finally released me three hours early,as if to atone for his guilt. I was numb to everything.All I remember was Logan's whisper announcing my mother's death.

“Mia, if you hadn't hurt Olivia in the first place, your mother wouldn't have ended up like this.Let your mother go, she's been vegetative for fifteen years.This is her destiny.”

Destiny? That's nonsense!

My mother would surely wake up after all this time!But Olivia killed her. Logan killed my mother. And the pack, they were so indifferent at my mother's funeral.

My mother was cremated without a ceremony, that very day, to avoid bad luck at the Moonlight Birth Fest.

I pulled out my phone, shaking my hands, and texted Alpha Asher.

[It's all too late. Logan killed my mother. He killed my mother for his Luna.]

Alpha Asher's message came quickly.

I told him everything, about how Logan killed my mother, and that I wanted revenge.

Time seemed to freeze when his next message came in.

[I understand. I've already arranged for you to fake your death at tomorrow's banquet. Once you're completely free from Logan's control, I'm willing to help you take revenge.]

I stood there, my eyes red, watching my mother's body slowly turn to ashes, and I secretly vowed that one day I would get justice for my mother.

By then, I'll make Logan and Olivia beg me to let them go, crying their eyes out!

And after tomorrow, I will be free.