Chapter 135

Shea’s POV

A whole week had slipped by, like sand through my fingers.

The Royal Pack had finally reached an agreement of peace with White Fang Castle. It turned out that Yamir was nothing more than a pawn, a victim of Ashley's cunning lies. Dad also acknowledged his sacrifice in saving Mom so he showed mercy and granted them a pardon. He even arranged for a proper burial for Yamir, a final act of respect. Mom, on the other hand, remained in a deep slumber, but we were relieved that she was safe and out of harm’s way.

Inside the White Fang Castle, we gathered to discuss our uncertain future. We pondered what lay ahead now that Yamir and Ashley were gone, leaving Hektor in charge.

While everyone was engrossed in the meeting, I found myself at my mother's bedside, replaying all the cruel words I had hurled at her. Guilt weighed heavily on my heart, and tears streamed down my face as I clutched her hand. I

“Mom, can you hear me?” I asked. But she remained motionless, sleeping peacefully