章節 2: Chapter 2
Nearing my end, I didn't want to be a burden, but I had to go back home to pack my things.
When I opened the door to my room, however, I found it had been turned into a storage closet.
The only things of mine left inside were a few old robes and a pitifully small collection of runes, all hastily stuffed into a dusty box.
There wasn't much to pack.
I looked around the room I had lived in for over a decade.
Even Isabella's trophy room was three or four times larger.
This room had become a dumping ground for her cast-offs. Isabella's used-up herb boxes and spent runes littered the floor.
After I finished packing, I received a message from the pack's cemetery administrator.
"Ms. Elara Blackwood, are you still interested in the plot you inquired about earlier?"
"If you make a deposit now, we will reserve it for you. Otherwise, it will be offered to other clients."
It was a plot I had picked out not long ago.
It was shaded by verdant Moonlight Pines and trimmed Nightshade Roses.
The headstone and urn were in my favorite rustic style.
I had thought that since life was so bitter, I could at least find some peace in death.
But I never expected the end to come so quickly. Having saved too few gold coins, it was a wish that would go unfulfilled.
I hesitated for a moment before replying, "No, I don't need it anymore."
A wolf who couldn't even afford a healing ritual could hardly afford an expensive cemetery plot.
Just as I ended the communication, my fated mate, Damian, the Alpha of our pack, stormed in.
He tossed his coat aside, a look of disgust on his face.
"Final resting place? What the hell is that about?"
My heart leaped, thinking he knew. I scrambled for an excuse.
But he brushed past it, his tone immediately accusatory.
"Elara, what tricks are you playing now? I heard everything. You caused a scene over at the archives just to ruin Isabella's ceremony!"
"It's not just my parents; even I'm ashamed of you!"
"Isabella was so worried about you that she broke down crying, and her whole ceremony was ruined."
"It was her once-in-a-lifetime Luna ceremony!"
"If she hadn't lost her parents when she was little, she wouldn't have to live under someone else's roof."
"Why do you have to make things so hard for her?"
I stared at Damian, words catching in my throat.
The one who was being tolerated... wasn't that Isabella? And I was the one who was intolerable?
Isabella's glory was important, but what about me?
Ever since she appeared, my status as a fated mate had become a joke.
Not a single one of them celebrated my own coming-of-age ceremony.
I sat alone from dawn until dusk.
Yet they remembered to plan a grand celebration for Isabella, order her a custom gown, and prepare glorious gifts.
Tears clouding my vision, I looked at Damian and told him in a choked voice, "Damian, my coming-of-age ceremony was also a once-in-a-lifetime event. Did any of you remember? You didn't even give me a single blessed rune!"
A flicker of something—guilt?—crossed his face.
But when he spoke, his voice was still cold as ice. "Why must you be so jealous?"
"If you hadn't made a mistake and refused to apologize, why would my parents have stayed angry for so long?"
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