Chapter 131: Drop Dead girl

Markle's POV

I turned to walk away and I froze. Aniston stood not far from us with a blank face.

"Aniston?"

I was surprised to see her and so was Alpha Alaric

"Mark, please ask papa if it was an easy decision…killing me was it easy?"

I felt my heart squeeze. How much of what he said did she hear?

"Come on, Ani... let's go home. There is no point trying to understand how a father could do that to his child" I tried to take her hand and lead her away but she took a step back.

"If you won't ask him, I will" she moved closer to our father.

"Was it easy, Papa?"

Alaric reached out and touched her. He didn't answer her question but his silence was an answer.

She nodded.

"I guess you and me both, Dad. You and me both"

She turned and she fled. I was right behind her.

I walked behind my sister. What was I supposed to say to make her feel better?

She worshiped the ground our father walked on. I must have opened my mouth a million times but no words came out.

"Ani" I called out her name soft