Amelia’s POV
What had I done to deserve any of it? Nothing, other than having been raised among humans.
They saw me as lesser, as broken and inferior, even now after having been with Damien for so many years, while we were raising two kids together.
Frankly, I was sick of it. I was at my wits end. In the past, I would have turned the other cheek, trying to be kind even when people were being rude to me. Maybe I had believed the things they had said about me back then, thinking that I didn’t deserve to be here, to be loved by Damien, to be a Luna for a pack of werewolves.
But now I’m proved to be a werewolf too and came from an Alpha family.
And it had been six years. Even if I didn’t remember, I knew, by now, I should have earned my place.
I was done allowing myself to be talked to i
