Alpha's Regret: I Burn for My Dead Daughter

My life has been a tempest of shattered dreams.

Once, I dared to imagine a perfect world: Alpha Sean's hands tangled in my hair, our daughter Ellie's laughter a melody, sunlight spilling through our cabin like liquid gold.

But reality struck like a lightning bolt.

Sean's indifference turned to ice; Claire's scheming slithered into our lives like a venomous snake.

Then came the unthinkable-Ellie's light snuffed out by Claire's cruelty, her last breath a whisper I'll hear until I die.

That day, the naive she-wolf died with her dream to see her father.

Through it all, Ellie's smile haunts me, to burn the world down if I must, to make them pay.

For her. Always for her.