The Royal Blood of the Lycan Princess

me everywhere. They were always just low enough that I couldn't quite catch the words, but loud e

eem to escape. I could feel their resentment swirling around me, coating everything with a layer of cold that even Bea's pres

long anymore. Not

lost. The pack, once a place of safety, now felt like a prison, and the walls were closing in. It wasn't just that they blamed me for her death - though t

t part w

stranger. I would catch glimpses of him - his shoulders hunched, his brow furrowed in anger, his gaze averted w

ne morning, my voice bare

eyes, even without seeing it. The look that said I wasn't worth his time. I wasn'

voice flat, lacking any tr

to find the words. "Levi, we need to tal

p of his bag. I could feel the distance between us growing wider wit

, Amelia," he muttered, almost to himself.

words had physically stru

felt hollow coming from my lips. "I never wa

er back, Amelia. You can keep apologizing, but it doesn't change anything." He finally looked a

to step closer, but he h

his voice thick with hurt and anger.

s words still fresh in my chest. It felt like my whole world was crumbling around

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at. I could hear the whispers more clearl

he left her own

just show up here, l

oesn't deserve to be

At first, I tried to ignore them. But the more they built, the more the isolation settl

the pack's healer when I felt a sharp shove from behind. I staggered, barely catching myself before I hit the ground. A laugh

?" she sneered. "Not so hi

say something, anything, to shut her up. To fight back. But all I could do was swallow

ris," I muttered, my

ou gonna run off like yo

iting for the right moment. I lunged at her, pushing her back. My instincts kicked in before I had time to think, my body moving with the fie

and I froze. She grabbed my arm, pulling me away fr

e low but commanding. "Don't

calculating eyes. They didn't care about me. They didn't care about what had happened or the p

hissed, my voice shaky. "N

pathy. "But you can't let them win, Amelia. Don

nside me, but the hurt didn't go away. It n

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yself withdrawing even more. Levi avoided me, the others had turned their back

there, but I could see the toll it was taking on her. She tried to defend me, tried to speak up when

ace that I couldn't find. Every tree, every stone, felt like a rem

so much, the way he used to make me laugh, the way we used to talk about everythi

he anger. I understood the hurt. But

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the moon casting long shadows across the ground. I wanted to scream, to throw my fists into the dirt and demand tha

d down my cheek. And for the first time since my