---- Their faces turned dark. Clearly, they knew he had uncovered something. "Isn't she just a she wolf? An omega at that. It was her job to contribute to the family," Butterfly's father said. Crash. Achair slammed into her father. Leo lost all control. He attacked with his claws extending, smashing blow after blow. "She was your daughter! Your daughter!" how could they fight an angry Alpha? It was utter chaos as Leo raged. I stood off to the side, watching coldly. What was the use of all this now? Did I not pay the price for her death? Leo came from a poor pack and knew the power of position. He had seen families sacrifice weaker wolves or she wolves for a better life, but he could not understand this. ---- He tore their house apart. A punch went through the walls, cracking it. Under torture, the family confessed what had happened to Butterfly. One day, while leaving the infirmary, they had overheard a healer talking about my case. He lay on the couch, surrounded by silence, with only the butterfly chandelier above us as though to remind us of our past. ---- Our relationship was of love and hate and had ended in destruction. Leo's behavior at first had made me conflicted. He was angry, yet still showed moments of tenderness. I struggled to understand his emotions, so I walked on eggshells around him. We continued to play the role of each other's mate, but it was a twisted bond that was sure to end badly and it did. I could feel my body slowly slipping away. Maybe my obsession for Leo was what kept me longer than I should. Now that my name was cleared, I felt like I had no reason to stay. I shouldn't exist anymore. Tomorrow marked the seventh day since my death, and I hope tonight will be my last night by his side.