VALERIA

I froze at Quinn's words.

He kept deciphering the message, but my mind could only think about what the King must have felt when his children were murdered, and he had to take his mate’s life with his own hands.

I know all too well that soul-crushing pain that leaves you wanting nothing but death.

Aldric had it even worse—I didn't carry my baby in my womb for long.

He held his pups in his hands and loved his woman.

She didn’t betray him like I was betrayed. She didn’t deserve to die.

She was his mate, so he had a companion, surely a beautiful female who shared his bed, his dreams, his life.

Someone he truly cherished. Someone who bore his children.

Why did I feel so bitter inside?

I raised my hand and touched my scars. I had never cared about them before, but now, comparing myself to a poor deceased woman, all kinds of insecurities tightened around my heart.

«Idiot, how can you even compare yourself to her? Aldric will never see you that way. Don't get your hopes up»

I scolded