Chapter19

#Chapter19

Lilian's POV

It's been 3 days now and my mom have finally let us bury my dad.

She and the others who were from my old pack moved into the Lycan blood moon pack.

Today is his funeral and I dressed up then went downstairs. I've not really talked to anybody these past three days except said one or two words to my mates if that counts.

People around started giving me sympathetic looks which is what I hate the most.

Romeo have stopped me from snapping two people's necks as they keep looking at me with pity.

That's what I hate the most. I hate being vulnerable in front of people.

I hate letting people see me cry and I especially hate letting my enemies see me in my weakest.

/"Lilian.../" I snap out of my thoughts when I see my mom approach me and she doesn't look well at all.

She has red puffy eyes from crying all night long, dark circles, and she looks even skinnier than 3 days ago.