47. Lost and Found

(ELYN)

“It has always been no strings, from the very first time. So yes, you don’t have any rights to question me and-”

“I have every fucking right to-” He stopped, took in a calm breath, whirled around and stalked away. I shook my head as I looked at Azalea, who was still so peacefully drawing whatever she wanted on the rock, completely oblivious to her surrounding.

“Hey Azalea, come on here now, I will paint your mother for you.” I am done fighting with him for now. I didn’t have the energy to.

Azalea opened her backpack and pulled her mother’s picture. She always walked along with this picture wherever she went. It was so sad to see the little girl and know how much she was missing her mom.

I cursed my Alpha for what he did to this little girl. He took away his family, stealing her chance to have a normal childhood. Now she talked of how her mother was in the heaven and her father’s wolf didn’t like her.

That was something a girl of five years shouldn’t go through.

I was dra