Ears buzzing, I knelt down to pick up the stray gems in a daze. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot up from the back of my hand.
Marley had stepped on my hand.
She dug her high-heeled shoe into the back of my hand deeply.
“You are the daughter of a noble Alpha. How dare you touch dirty trash? Let go, my dear stepdaughter.”
I slowly raised my head to look up at her, my eyes filled with hatred and anger.
“Fuck this bitch!” Ivy was so angry that she wanted to rip Marley to shreds. “Bitch, move your stinky foot away
Of course, Marley didn’t budge. She had nothing to fear after all.
She smiled at me scornfully and warned, “Debra, you’d better Learn how to respect your new Luna.”
Just then, the wedding music started to play. Marley slowly removed her foot, straightened her dress, and walked away haughtily, followed by her servants.
Ignoring the pain in my hand, I continued to pick up the stray gems on the ground.
Now I understood why Marley wanted the necklace in the first place. It turned out she just wanted to send a message to me—loud and clear.
Up until this point, Marley had only avoided me because she hadn’t married my father yet and wasn’t officially the Luna. Today was her wedding. Now that she had the power, she wanted to teach her rebellious stepdaughter a lesson. She wanted to show me who the pack’s real matriarch was.
“Oh, you poor thing…” Vicky sighed and helped me up. “Don’t worry. I’ll fix the necklace. I promise it’ll look exactly like it used to.”
“Thanks, Vicky.” I forced a smile at her, trying my best to swallow my sadness.
The wedding of my father and Marley officially began.
Under the dazzling lights, my father and Marley celebrated their love, whereas the werewolves celebrated and welcomed their new Luna. No one noticed me, the pitiful, disheveled she-wolf in the corner, and no one remembered my dead mother.
Depressed and angry, I grabbed a whole bottle of wine and downed its contents in an effort to numb the pain.
I wasn’t good at holding my alcohol. It didn’t take long before my vision started to blur and my mind began to whirl.
But no matter how much I drank, I couldn’t forget that fucking smile on Marley’s face, which made me want to puke. I couldn’t stand it. I needed to get out of here.
Just as I turned around to leave, I inadvertently ran into the person standing behind me.
Debra’s POV:
I raised my head and looked at the man in front of me in a trance.
