I became infected with silver dust corrosion after falling into a silver mine ten days earlier. The doctor strongly advised me to seek treatment at a hospital.
However, when I arrived, I was informed that all of the doctors had been dispatched to the front lines, as the pack was at war with neighbouring clans.
I had no choice but to ask my parents for help.
After my mind-link was rejected for the twentieth time, I grabbed my corrosion report and dragged myself to the Werewolf Council.
“Hello. I’d like to request the removal of all my personal records from the pack database… in advance.”
The councillor gave me a sympathetic look and asked softly,
“Poor little child. Don’t you have any family members to stay by your side?”
Just as she finished her sentence, my parents stormed in, Vivienne, trailing behind them.
My father didn’t even hesitate.
When he saw me, he exploded—
Without hesitation.
There are no questions.
I have no chance to explain.
He jabbed a finger in my face and roared.
“You pulled this pathetic stunt just to outshine Vivienne and capture our attention?”
His voice trembled with fury.
“Do you know how many warriors were pulled from the front lines because of your selfishness?”
“You are an embarrassment—a disgrace!”He spat.
“You have no shame as a beta’s daughter!”
I stood there, stunned and completely frozen.
My wolf trembled with shock at his sudden outburst.
It took me a moment to remember which day it was.
Of course.
Vivienne’s first shift—her “coming-of-age” ritual.
My father had taken two days off specifically to celebrate her.
And me? His own daughter, nearly killed by silver dust corrosion, had reached out to him twenty times via the mind-link, pleading for a doctor.
But instead of assistance, I was blamed for squandering the pack’s resources, which was a disgrace and a shame for the pack.
Because to him, I wasn’t a daughter; I was a burden and a troublemaker.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I heard his words.
I touched my burning cheek and attempted to explain, “Dad, I didn’t…”
“Are you still defending yourself?”” he shouted.
My mother snatched the report from my grasp and gave it a quick glance, her sneer colder than the silver dust eating away at my skin.
“You forged this just to grab our attention? Congratulations, you’ve got it! You have completely ruined Vivienne’s big day!”
“You have been lying since you were a puppy. Why on Earth should we believe you now?”
Her rage boiled over, and as she raised her hand to strike me, Vivienne rushed forward and stopped her.
Vivienne’s eyes shone with tears as she pleaded, her voice soft and fragile.
“I apologise, Liora…” I did not intend to hurt you by performing the shifting ritual. Please do not lie to our parents anymore, okay? They’re already exhausted from what you’ve done. If you stop lying, I promise to do whatever you want.”
My mother took her into her arms and gently wiped away her tears—tears that should have been mine.
Watching their tender embrace felt like a dagger in my chest.
I stood there, frozen, my mind racing, as warm blood trickled from my nose, which I wiped away with the back of my hand before returning my gaze to the councillor.
“I haven’t had a family in a long time,” I said hoarsely. “Please delete all of my personal information from the pack registry.” My funeral is scheduled for three days from now.
