I and the rest of my men went on their horses ahead.
It was currently dark and I was clouded by the fact I had forced my sister to her own death.
I was torn between being a brother and being an Alpha.
Torn between serving justice and loving his bloodline.
But I knew what was right.
What i had to do.
Still couldn't shake away the fact that Anna had been so terrible to so many people.
I wanted to know why she had done all the things she had done.
But I knew I would never get a solid answer.
Even if she did give me one, I would never be satisfied.
Because how the hell could she be capable of such things?
It baffled me!
Mother was NEVER like this.
So how was my very own sister molded to be this way?
To hate and despise.
As the cold night breeze went past my body, I wondered if my parents would be proud of me for the decision I made.
I was angry and hurt that Anna had taken away my own child.
I felt betrayed!
She had betrayed her own blood.
