I was the pack’s spoiled princess, adored and indulged by three wolf-mates.
Until the outsider, Eve, appeared.They teamed up, put on a show.
Tossed me aside like trash. Called me spoiled, vicious. Said I wasn't worth loving.
I watched them fawn over her, then begged my father to marry me off to the possessive, feared sea tribe.
Three years on the island, I was cherished by my sea husband bore his children, shed my edges, and rose anew.
Returning home, they wept in regret, clawed for my return, even attacked my husband.
“You pushed me into the abyss—what makes you think I’d look back?”
Late affection is worthless. My heart lies buried in the past. I belong only to my sea husband, now and always.
