“It is Alpha Samuel to you,” he spat out with such venom that goosebumps spread all over my arm. “I thought I was clear when I told you that I didn’t want to see your face again. Goddess knows what curse you have brought back with you. I know you want to kill me the same way you killed our parents, but that is not going to happen.”

A flash of pain went through my chest at the mention of our parents, and I rubbed my chest, trying to soothe the pain, but he had already turned to leave, taking Liecia with him, so I followed behind him. “I didn't kill them! You knew they were attacked by rogues. We were together!” I yelled after him, tears brimming down my eyes.

I chased after him, screaming the words for all to hear, but the rain had begun pouring, drowning out my voice. He halted when he got to the door and glared at me. “I don't know what stupid paper you are talking about, but I don’t want you in my life again. Take this and get out!” He bellowed, flinging the paper into the downpour, and I watched in horror as it landed on the floor, the rain beating down on it until it was unrecognizable.

I didn’t hear them coming, but hands grabbed me, and they began to drag me out, disregarding my screams, and they deposited me outside of the pack.

I collapsed on the bare floor, sobbing in pain even as the rain continued to lash down on me. I wept until I was exhausted, and I picked myself up to begin the long journey home.

My shoulders shook with each step, my body trembling from the cold, but I continued the journey home, dragging myself through the puddle until I saw the lone cottage that stood away from the pack, and I entered inside, collapsing at the door.

The rain had seeped into my bones, weakening me, and with a deep sigh, I closed my eyes, surrendering myself to the darkness.

“Shelly?” I heard the voice of my brother, and I blinked my eyes, hoping it wasn’t a dream.

“Samuel? Is that you?”

"Yes, Shelly, it is I.”

“Samuel!” I cried out, wrapping my hands around him and digging my nails into his neck to confirm that he was indeed the one in the flesh. And I broke down as I got my confirmation, tears streaming down my eyes.

“Shelly, it is alright. I am here.” He tried to console him, rubbing circles on my back, but I continued crying, holding onto him tighter.

I don’t care if it was going to turn out to be a dream; I was just happy to be with my brother.