~HELENA’S POV~
With my head resting on my hand, I tirelessly look at my dead husband’s portrait. Although he’s no more, he continues to cause me trouble. First, he brought that orphan into our lives, claiming her to be his illegitimate daughter to protect her from our pack.
If I had been made aware that William tried to sneak his step-sister’s daughter into our pack from the beginning, I could’ve carried her execution on my own. There wouldn't have been any requirement to involve the others. Now that she has become an important person to Dorian, it is unthinkable to even touch her hair.
“What did you get me into, William?” I let out in frustration.
Howling out my troubles isn’t probably the right thing to do, but I can’t help it. The thought of having that mud blood become the next
