Brooklyn's POV: I was so tired yesterday that I almost woke up after dawn. When I woke up, I almost couldn't open my eyes. I didn't see my family when I went downstairs, only a few servants were busy. "Good morning Brooklyn." An Omega came towards me. Her name was Emily. She was a cute girl with two pigtails and freckles on her face. Her mother was also an Omega, called Lydia, who worked as a servant in my house in her twenties. These years Lydia worked and served us was equivalent to watching me grow up. "Did you sleep well last night?" She pointed my eyes. I was stunned for a moment, only to realize that she should be saying that there was something wrong with my eyes. Maybe I cried too sadly last night, my eyes were still swollen. "I had too much fun yesterday." Emily kindly didn't ask any further but went to the bathroom to help me get a wet towel, and let me put it on my eyes to reduce the swelling. "Breakfast? Lydia made avocado sandwiches and mushroom bisque," Emily said
Brooklyn's POV: Margaret said her father, the pack on my grandfather's side, had a dangerous ritual to break the mate bond. But the price was that the werewolf who performs this ritual would become a wanderer. Such people were at the bottom class of the werewolf world and will be looked down upon. And, it is possible to never become a werewolf again. No, this was horrible! "You want me to be a wanderer?" I couldn't believe Margaret would make such an opinion, and stood up. "Do you think the proposal of being an Alpha, but never being able to turn into a werewolf, would be better than being tortured like this by Hale?" She was my biological mother! How could she make such a ridiculous suggestion! "My dear child, listen to me," Margaret stood up and tried to explain, "I didn't ask you to do this ritual right away, I just wanted you to think about it. It's very hard to spend a lifetime with someone who's not right for you. Although the results of this ritual were not satisfactory,
Brooklyn's POV: This time coming home finally made me realize that no one can help me save my marriage, my family! Nobody! The car was galloping through the woods, and I drove faster and faster until Editha shouted out loud, and I suddenly came back to my senses and stepped on the brake! Just an inch away, the car was about to hit the big tree in front. "Calm down, Brooklyn," Editha said with lingering fears. "There may be a turn of events. The Goddess of the Moon loves every one of her people." I leaned my head on the steering wheel, listened to the pounding heartbeat, and slowly calmed myself down. After a while, I looked up again, and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes from the shock and sadness before restarting the car. "You're right, I'll find a way to repair my relationship with Hale." Editha should have wanted to say something but ended up in silence, and just sighed heavily. Thanks to the fact that I was racing, I got home 3 hours earlier than before. Hale w
Brooklyn's POV: I didn't know how long I had been in a coma, but I still had no strength to react. When I woke up, it's pitch black and quiet. Only Editha's yelling rang in my head. "Silver seal! This is a silver seal!" A silver seal was a silver prison for werewolves. If a werewolf was locked in it, its power would be greatly weaHaleed, and would not be able to transform into a werewolf. I suddenly remembered that Hale's house did have a silver-sealed basement. I was curious and asked him why he built such a place. He said it was to prevent enemies from the other side. And now this enemy turned out to be me. How ironic. At this moment, the door to the basement of the silver seal was suddenly opened. The dazzling light from the outside was like daggers, stabbing people to the point that they could hardly open their eyes. I barely raised my hand to cover the light, and I vaguely saw a tall and heroic figure while I was still lying on the ground. The figure approached me, and kne
Brooklyn's POV: As time went on, I felt my strength slowly recover. Editha tried to transform, but at best it only allowed my claws to grow. "Consider a good thing," Editha said incredulously. "Generally, a werewolf can't regain his strength after being locked in the silver seal for so long." "Maybe there is a loophole in this silver seal." I didn't care why I could regain my strength in the silver seal. The thing that I cared about was when I could get out and get rid of the current predicament. "You just mentioned that the werewolf will lose his power in the silver seal. How long will it take?" I asked calmly. "About ten to fifteen minutes," Editha said. "In other words, as long as I can hold Hale for fifteen minutes, his power will also disappear, and I will have a chance to go out!" Editha nodded. "Theoretically that's true." But in practice, no one knew what would happen. It's okay, I've never been a person afraid of the unexpected. I just didn't expect that the person
Brooklyn's POV: Thanks to Robin, I managed to escape from that prison-like place. But this time there was no transport for me, as I was afraid that Hale would install a surveillance camera on the car again, which would possibly make all my efforts in vain, and Robin was not convenient to lend me his car. The car of an Alpha, basically known to the whole Pack, being driven away by me would cause unnecessary trouble for him. So I had to be self-reliant and raced in the direction of the Cancer pack. Yes, even though I just had a big fight with Aaron and Margaret, they were the only ones I could count on right now! But the distance was too long, and I didn't have a car. Even if I didn't stop in the middle, I still needed to travel about 10 kilometres, but there was no more strength in me after a big fight with Hale. "You must rest, Brooklyn!" Editha urged me uneasily. "There's a lake over there, go drink some water and take a rest. It won't take too long." Have to say it was a goo
Brooklyn's POV: Although I had arrived at the Cancer pack, I was now lying in my room. Everyday, people came to change the dressings for my wounds, and I was well cared for. But every night I still dream of Hale strangling my neck, spitting horrible words to me, "You'll never get rid of me!" and I ended up waking up sweating, alone in the room full of desolation. I thought it would take me a long time to heal the hurt of this relationship. Maybe a lifetime. Everyone was worried about me, and they took turns coming to my room every day to accompany me. Cathy and Moore often came to me, telling me some interesting things in the Pack, but not soon after, they started bickering, and finally stopped by Abbey. Margaret would talk about things on her side, such as my half-brother, who was too much like his father, so silent and steady as a 16-year-old boy. She sometimes worried that the child might had autism. Speaking of which, she said to me guiltily, "I'm sorry child, if I had kept
Devin' POV: I knew the woman had a bad relationship with her mate and might need some help, so I told Aaron about her befall without permission. But I didn't expect that one day I would see her lying unconsciously on the road. Her clothes were almost torn to pieces, and there were wounds all over her body, looking extremely fragile. It was as if she would die soon. The moment she saw me, she felt a little panic, but she was relieved quickly and tugged at my clothes tightly. Her eyes were full of indescribable emotions. But it was amazing that I could understand that what she wanted to say was "I'm sorry". "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said bad words to you in the first place." I'd say it's okay, as I could understand her situation. But unfortunately, she didn't give me this opportunity and passed out quickly. When I walked into Aaron's house with her in my arms, the whole family was terrified. Abbey and Cathy covered their mouths and cried, and Moore was so angry that he went to