The Regretful Alpha 13.2

The awe-struck looks of the pack as they witnessed her wolf form for the first time remained fresh in young Vione's memory. They seemed amazed, impressed, and openly jealous.

For a brief moment, young Vione felt happiness well up in her chest. She thought, perhaps for the first time in her life, she might be a source of admiration and envy for others.

Unfortunately, this happiness was short-lived. Those who had been mesmerized at first now looked at Vione with negative emotions. Some of them looked at her with pity, sympathy, shock, and even contempt.

Young Vione tried to hold on as best she could. She fought back the urge to cry. She strengthened her heart, which was writhing with fear. She stood tall, even though her body felt completely limp.

One thing that strengthened young Vione was the realization that fate was often against her. So, she shouldn't be shaken. On the contrary, it was only appropriate for her to be able to face the cruelty of fate that had come again.

Young Vione