Chapter 1

1) Blair was downstairs and heard her brother ask out loud her name. Then her father and
brothers’ ambiguous argument leaked out. Blair was curious and strangely nervous. She quietly
went upstairs and tried to eavesdrop what they were saying. And the argument actually involved
himself? Blair was extremely surprised, a sense of curiosity and inexplicable nervousness surged
in his heart.
"Blair?"
A loud inquiry echoed from upstairs to downstairs. Blair's heart jumped as she looked up in search of the
direction from which the voice came. Her father and two brothers, Mike and Bruce, were having a meeting in the
upstairs conference room. Blair hadn't thought that this meeting had anything to do with her.
"How could you?..." "She ...not in favor of..."
Intermittent arguments seeped through the heavy wooden doors of the conference room and drifted down. It had
been a long time since her father had argued with her two brothers like this.
Blair is not usually one to eavesdrop, but this time her heart was uneasily stirring, prompting her to find an
excuse to go upstairs and listen in.
2) Blair arrived at the doorway of the conference room with a pot of coffee in her hands, as she
listened to her father announce that the decision had been made to send her to the council.
Furthermore, her brother Mike and the future beta Fred, with whom she did not get along,
would also be attending.
3) Surprised and somewhat annoyed, Blair was. The council was an organization established by
King Damien to assist in governance, and Blair's father had long desired to join. However, Blair did
not wish to attend meetings in her father's place. One, because she had no interest in pack
politics. Two, because she detested Fred. And three, because she had an inexplicable
premonition that something momentous was about to occur.
4) At that moment, Blair accidentally shattered the coffee pot, and the argument in the meeting
room came to a sudden halt. Her father opened the door and encountered Blair in a disheveled
state, trying to clean up the broken coffee pot.*
"She must go!"
The heavy and severe voice of her father reverberated through the solid wooden door, striking Blair's heart
violently. She was startled, and the already slippery coffee pot shook violently with her, a few drops of scalding
coffee splashing out from the lid and onto Blair's fingers. With her heart already racing, the scalding coffee
startled her once more, causing her to loosen her grip, and the coffee pot fell to the ground with a loud crash,
shattering into pieces. The enormous, jarring clatter of shards echoed in the second-floor corridor.
The argument in the room came to an abrupt end with the shattering of the coffee pot. For a moment, the entire
second floor was as quiet as a deserted land. Blair stared at the fragments on the ground, as if this mess was the
focal point of all problems.
Time stood still for two seconds, then everything began to flow again. Her first reaction was to crouch down and
pick up the shattered coffee pot. Just then, the large doors of the conference room were pushed open. Her father
gazed at her with a serious expression, followed closely by her two equally serious brothers.

Chapter 2
1) Blair was very displeased, questioning her father as to why he would make her go. But Blair
also has reasons for not wanting to go. First, she has never been interested in pack politics, and
her father knows this. Second, she and Fred have never gotten along, and being together would
surely lead to conflict. Third, she has a vague premonition that something major will happen if
she goes. The reasons given by her father were 1. Sending his own daughter and son would
demonstrate his loyalty and sincerity to the king, 2. Her sister Daisy had a rebellious personality
and could not handle this job.
Blair still held the shards in her hands, crouched on the ground, gazing up at her father. Her father fixed her with
a stern, unwavering gaze. Blair understood that look; it meant her father had already made an unalterable
decision. He hadn't even bothered to ask for Blair's opinion. In an instant, Blair's anger at the shattered coffee pot
shifted. She stood up, shards clutched in her hands, the dissatisfaction with her father filling her chest.
"Why me?" she asked first, "I haven't even been involved in pack politics at all."
Father remained silent, but Blair's older brother Bruce cleared his throat.
"We haven't asked for your opinion yet..."
"My opinion?" Blair's anger flared up instantly, and his tone couldn't help but be sarcastic, "I thought you had
forgotten about my existence."
“Blair...”Her father wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Blair.
"And Fred, really?" she exaggeratedly rolled her eyes, "Everyone knows that me and Fred are like water and fire,
we never got along since we were kids, and now we're supposed to represent dad in a diplomacy trip together? I
guarantee we'll end up fighting on the way."
...
2) Blair was not entirely convinced by her father's reasons, and she once again argued with him.
Finally, her father proposed a condition: 1. He would allow Flora, also known as her brother
Mike's mate, to come along, and 2. After this matter was settled, Blair could do the job she had
always wanted to do: managing the finances in the pack.
3) Blair understood that this was her father's final compromise, and the matter was settled. She
reluctantly agreed to her father's terms. But what made her even angrier was the demand that
followed: her father told her they would have to leave for the council tomorrow.
"Fine, I accept. But I must say: I am very dissatisfied with your approach, and I hope that next time you can
come to me first to communicate."
Blair compromised. She had to compromise. She knew that her father had set those two conditions in order to
make her compromise. She had no room to argue further. This was her father, once he made a decision, it was
difficult to change things.
Out of the corner of her eye, Blair caught a glimpse of Bruce and Mike both breathing a sigh of relief.
Her father's expression softened, transitioning from Alpha to her beloved dad once again.
"I am very grateful for you helping me with this favor, Blair," her father said. "You know, this is something I
have always wanted to do."
"Ok," Blair hummed, feeling a glimmer of joy in her deep heart for being able to help her dad. She cleared her
throat in a pretended mature manner, nodded, and was about to leave when her father spoke up again.
"And one more thing: you have to leave tomorrow."
The anger that had just been suppressed surged up again in Blair's mind.
"What?"

Chapter 3
1) Blair returned to the room in a rage, feeling angry with her father. At that moment, her sister
Daisy burst into the room, loudly questioning Blair why their father wouldn't let her go to council.
Blair was furious, and vehemently accused Daisy that If she paid more attention to Pack's affairs,
studied well, and didn't provoke their parents, would father not let her go? Daisy was speechless.
Blair slammed the door hard, the noise echoing in her ears.
This is good, she thought with satisfaction, I hope the whole pack can hear this slamming sound.
She couldn't understand how her father could be so... unreasonable? Just when she was about to accept the
reality, he could bring up another infuriating condition, is this the Alpha's political strategy?
Blair kicked the foot of the bed, sat down hard, and glared at the wallpaper in frustration. It was the one she and
Daisy had picked together, when they were still young and couldn't resist the soft pink color. In psychology, there is
a saying that long-term exposure to pink can cause inner agitation. At this moment, Blair could not agree more
with this psychologist's point of view: indeed, pink does cause agitation. Right now, she just wants to viciously tear
down the wallpaper and shred it to pieces.
At that moment, the door was slammed open, again. Her sister Daisy, angry and out of breath, stood behind the
door, glaring at Blair.
"How could Dad!" Daisy almost shouted, "Why choose you instead of me?"
It was a hurtful thing to hear, honestly. Deep down Blair knew Daisy was her good sister and didn't mean to hurt
her. But her emotions were ignited at this moment. Blair leaped up from the bed, pointing at Daisy and saying
loudly:
"Now you know complain me about it? If you could be a little more mature, follow father to take care of some
pack matters, learn to behave properly and not provoke father and mother's anger, maybe then I could stay home!
When will all this happen, Daisy?"
She and Daisy were both panting heavily, glaring at each other for a while. After a moment, Daisy let out a sigh
and conceded defeat first. She dragged herself to her own bed and flopped down, covering her face and saying,
"You were right."
2) At that moment, Flora arrived to comfort the two and help pack their belongings. Blair, Flora,
and Daisy had been close friends since childhood and had always been inseparable. This was the
first time they would be apart for such a long time, and all three of them were reluctant to part
ways. Blair told Daisy that in their absence, Daisy should behave well and show their father that
she is capable of handling important matters. Daisy felt even more reluctant to leave Blair. At
night, they watched a movie together and slept in the same room. However, Blair couldn't fall
asleep and felt an underlying sense of unease in her heart, so she quietly went out for a run.
3) Early the next morning, Blair argued with her father again because she wanted to drive to
council. There were two reasons: 1. She hated flying, 2. Driving would be more convenient and
faster in case anything happened. Her father compromised once again.
During breakfast, their mother asked if everyone was excited. Mike and Flora were thrilled to
go together, especially Flora who would be able to learn magic from the witches of King. But Blair
wasn't as excited. Their mother comforted Blair, saying that perhaps she could find a mate
there.But Blair held no hope.
4) After finishing breakfast, she got into the car and prepared to leave. Blair looked reluctantly at
her family, feeling as though she might never come back again.
Breakfast ended between Mike and Flora's excitement and my despondency. Bruce and Mike started loading
luggage into the car, getting it ready. Daisy came over and hugged Flora and me tightly.
"You two jerks, I'm going to steal all the best clothes from your closet," Daisy pouted, holding back tears and
threatening us.
Flora was already in tears, she was the most emotional one among us. I held back my tears, snorted, and said,
"That won't do. Your big butt is going to wear out all our jeans."
"You jerk! This is called curves! You wouldn't understand, with your teenage body!" Daisy's sadness vanished in
an instant. She pretended to claw at me, and Flora laughed and pulled her away.
Mom was also sad, this was the first time I had left her for so long. She hugged me tightly and kissed my
forehead.
"Take care, dear. We will all miss you."
Dad stood to the side, gently embracing the tearful mom. He looked at me with a loving gaze. I understood his
meaning, so I hammered his chest and said, "Au revoir, buddy," pretending to be casual.
Dad laughed, shook his head, and let me go.
Mike, Flora, and I got in the car. Mike drove, Flora sat in the passenger seat, and I sat in the back. We all
agreed that Flora would come to the back and sit with me after picking up Delton. I just couldn't stand sitting next
to him.
Mom, Dad, Bruce, and Daisy stood on the side of the road, waving at us. I watched their fading figures, and
suddenly a sense of panic surged within me, as if this would be our final gathering, as if I would never return
again.