#Chapter 57 Mourning Period

Silver’s POV My eyes were completely raw from crying. I didn’t think I had any moisture left in me, but once again, I proved myself wrong. My heart was shattered into a million pieces, and I didn’t think it would ever get repaired again. Signing those divorce papers had been the hardest thing I ever had to do. Speaking to my father and telling him I was going to spend some time in his pack was the second hardest thing I had to do. I was honestly surprised he was letting me spend a few days in Rebecca’s apartment. “But after that, you have to figure out your own way as a rogue. If your husband doesn’t want you in his pack, what makes you think I want you in mine??” He all but spat at me. I flinched at his cruel words, not having the resolve to act strong and defend myself. “I am your daughter,” I told him, my voice barely above a whisper. His laugh was cruel and taunting. “You have never been my daughter. Look at you; you’re weak and pathetic. A wolfless. I’m ashamed