In Alina's absence, Alpha Kilan instructed that the room be cleaned. It was during that process that a bag full of money was found hidden in the closet. It was the exact same note as the ones that had been found in Harris room. Everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing. Alina looked really innocent, and each time she was accused, she would cry so hard that people would sympathize with her. The only thing people couldn't figure out was how she would get to trade with someone else so easily. The police were called when she fell from the stairs, losing her baby. It was Kamilina, the robot that had recorded everything. That robot was designed in such a way that it looked exactly like Kamilina. It was Kamilina's idea that they would get to trap her, record her, and investigate her even without her knowing if someone would be sent to take care of her.They were to look for a candidate that wouldn't get harmed by her bullies or wouldn't give up hope, and that was why they decided to co

Alina's hands trembled as she read the paper on the ground. She took them, tore them into pieces, and screamed at the top of her lungs. The truth was already out. They had already known; each one of them was now aware of her evilness. What was she expecting all this time? The truth was bound to come to light one day, Alina. Just accept it." Her wolf told her."No way. The truth was bound to come to light, but not this way. It was bound to come out after I succeeded with my plans." She cried, slumping on the ground. She pulled her knees to her chest and cried her heart out. She didn't know for how long she had been there, hiccuping and turning numb due to the cold and pain, but she was woken up later by someone calling out her name."Killan." She stood but felt dejected when she saw the person wasn't Killan but a guard. He had brought her a plate of food. She wasn't even hungry at all; all she wanted at that point was Kilan's forgiveness and for him to take her out of there. She had no

Ash and Camila were woken up by thunder echoing outside. They rushed to close the door and the windows, and they sat back on the sofa while staring at each other. The living room was now dimly lit, giving it a warm effect. Camila's stomach rumbled louder, reminding her that she had skipped her lunch. That was when she remembered the fish she had come back with. Jumping into it, she picked it up from the floor and then excitedly turned to face Ash, who was looking at her differently. "We can wash it, right?" She asked. Ash had always forbidden her from eating food that had fallen to the ground. Although she would do it secretly, he always found out and got angry with her. So when Ash nodded, agreeing that she should wash and then cook it, she thought that maybe the accident had left a big difference in him."Mila," he called, and pulling her back to him, he suggested, "why don't you go and get dressed up? I'll cook." When Camila looked at him with confusion, he said, "I don't have any

Camila and Ash walked closer to a group of wolves lying beside a river. They figured out they must have been from the same clan because of their gray colors. By living in the mountains for so long, Camila came to learn that the rogue wolves gathered themselves according to their fur colors and built their own clans. They had a different way of choosing their leader because they didn't go after someone who had much wisdom compared to the others, but they went as per their strengths. After gathering each other, the rogue wolves would shift into their human forms and engage in fights. The one who would defeat all the others would be crowned the same day as their leader."This is the gray clan." Camila whispered to Ash, who was walking beside her. "They are the strongest rogues in this forest, and they own all the water sources. For other rogues to come for a swim or to quench their thirst, they have to seek the gray leader's permission first." She explained."And who is the leader?" He a

"I haven't done anything wrong, have I?" Ash asked while walking into the kitchen. "Mila, I am talking to you for goodness sake! Have I done something wrong?" He asked again when she gave him a cold shoulder."No, you haven't done anything wrong. I am just mad at myself. I take time telling people who I consider friends all about my problems; I confess my fear to them; I tell them about my hopes; I hope that they will tell me about themselves as well, but when it comes to their things," she quoted midair with both index fingers, "they are none of my business." She chuckled, filled her plate with food, and walked to the dining table.After Ash understood all that was about, he sighed and then responded in a low voice, Maybe they don't want to talk about it because it still hurts.""Yeah, right. Because recounting all what I had gone through in Alpha Kilan's hands didn't hurt but entertained me, I must have rolled all over the living room with laughter because damn, my problems never hu