My Parents Spoiled Adopted Daughter While Neglected Me, I Sneaked To Hometown Pack Chapter 10

My Parents Spoiled Adopted Daughter While Neglected Me, I Sneaked To Hometown Pack Chapter 10

Then Mrs. Vane snapped out of her daze, grabbed 

a broom, and smacked Amy with it until she 

climbed down from the balcony. 

Mom, Dad, and Lawrence grabbed Amy and ran 

out the door. 

Before he left, Lawrence tried one last time. 

“I’m asking you one final time. Are you coming 

back with us or not?” 

I slammed the door in his face. 

I thought they were gone. 

But the day before I was supposed to report to 

The Shadow Unit, Evelyn and Eric took me to the 

beach. 

And that’s where we found them drowning. 

The waves were huge that day. The tide came in 

fast. 

Lawrence and Amy were bobbing in the water, barely keeping their heads above the surface. 

Mom and Dad were on their knees begging pack 

members to save them. But no one dared go into 

that water. 

Going in meant not coming back out. 

Then they saw me. Like I was their miracle. 

They ran over, grabbed me, and started dragging 

me toward the ocean. 

“Hannah, you grew up on Frostveil Island, you 

know how to swim, go save your brother and 

sister!” 

They’d gotten me a few steps before I dug my 

heels in and tore my arms out of their grip. 

“I can’t save them.” 

Mom let out a shriek when I didn’t move. 

“They’re your brother and your sister! How can you 

stand there and watch them die?” 

Even my Alpha father, always so proud, dropped to 

his knees in front of me, begging. 

But I still didn’t move. 

Not because I was cold. Because I couldn’t save 

them. 

“There are warning signs right there. They ignored 

them. You want them to drown themselves and 

take someone else down with them?” 

“If I go in there to save them, I’ll die too. Or don’t I 

count as your child either?” 

Slap. 

Her palm cracked across my face so hard my 

mouth filled with blood. 

My mother glared at me with so much hatred it 

was like she wanted me dead. 

“Why weren’t you the one in that water?! If I had to lose a child, I wish it had been you!!!” 

Her voice carried on the wind, sharp as blades, cutting through my eardrums. 

It hurt. 

Evelyn and Eric came running over. 

When Eric saw what was happening, he tore off 

his shirt and started for the water. 

I grabbed him. 

“Eric, you can’t. You won’t save them.” 

He looked at me and asked something I’ve never 

forgotten.. 

“Hannah. I’m a Frostveil Island pack guard. 

Protecting werewolves in danger is my duty. If it 

were strangers out there instead of them… would 

you still stop me?” 

I admit it. I was selfish. 

I admit it. I was full of hate. 

I let go. 

And I watched Eric dive into the raging sea. 

Later, I asked Evelyn why she didn’t say anything. 

She said she knew Eric. And there was no 

stopping him. 

Eric died doing the job he’d sworn to do. 

Amy died in the ocean, too. 

Lawrence was pulled out alive, but the brain. 

damage from oxygen deprivation was so severe 

that he’d spend the rest of his life in bed. Wasting 

away. Until he finally died. 

For years, I woke up from nightmares imagining all 

the “what ifs.” 

What if I’d just gone to Silvermoon Fen like they 

wanted? What if I’d reported to The Shadow Unit a 

day earlier? What if we hadn’t gone to the beach. 

that day? 

Maybe none of it would have happened. 

I asked Evelyn if she blamed me. 

She said no. She couldn’t bear to lose either of us, 

Eric or me. 

Sometimes I’d see Mrs. Vane and her family crying 

over Eric’s photo. And I’d fall to my knees beside 

them, choking on guilt. 

“Don’t, kid. This isn’t your fault.” 

“He grew up wanting to protect his pack. If it 

wasn’t him, it would’ve been someone else’s son.” 

I couldn’t stop crying. 

Later, they came looking for me again. 

I refused to see them. 

They didn’t come because they loved me. They 

came because I was the only choice they had left. 

It took years, years, for the scars to finally fade. 

But eventually, I learned to let go. To forgive. Not 

them. Just myself. 

Life is a long road of goodbyes and new 

beginnings. Every step leaves a mark. Every 

memory stays with you. 

And for the rest of my life, I’ll stay here. With my 

sister. With the two kind elders who took us in. 

Growing old. Slowly. Quietly. At peace.