#Chapter 116 – Somber Soliloquys

Olivera I knew even when I cocked my hand back on impulse that I didn't want to hurt her. The last thing I want to see is to watch Alyson cry, to see her in any pain or danger, but she weeps and bleeds because of my impulse. I want to pick her up and hold her, to kiss her endlessly, but she isn't my mate. Instead, at the surprise of her stopping her mate from charging me, I step aside and push out of the conference room. I almost wish I had allies right now, or friends, just so I could be able to vent and hear some kind of support to what I have become while being in this pack's palace. I have no one, though, not even my wolf. He hates me for hitting the Luna. It was a horrid mistake I regretted immediately. "Dammit, dammit, dammit—" I mutter, pacing down the hall until I'm in the room I have been tossed in after escaping my barracks cell. I slam the door, falling to the ground and burying my shameful face into my hands. "I should just