Thea’s POV 

I found myself standing in the vast kitchen of the Ashworth Pack mansion. 

The entire house was shrouded in an oppressive atmosphere, all colors drained and dull. I stood there with a spatula in my hand, but no matter how hard I tried, every dish I 

touched turned to charcoal. The kitchen was a complete disaster.mansion 

Sebastian’s mother Elizabeth stood before me, her face twisted with disgust and 

disappointment. 

“You useless piece of shit, you can’t even manage basic cooking.” Her voice was venomous. “Look what you’ve done to my kitchen! Sebastian marrying you is the biggest disgrace in our pack’s history.” 

I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could get a word out, the scene suddenly shifted. I saw Sebastian and Aurora kissing right in front of me while I stood in the corner like a pathetic clown. All the pack members were sneering. 

“That homewrecking bitch!” 

“Does she think she’s worthy of our Alpha?” 

“What a fucking joke!” 

Their voices were sharper than I remembered, more cruel. Each word was like a razor blade slicing through my heart. 

The scene twisted again. I saw Leo pushing away my outstretched hand. 

“I don’t want a wolfless mother!” His little face contorted with revulsion. “Dad’s right, you’re just a freak!” 

“No!” I struggled desperately, trying to reach him, but I couldn’t move from where I stood, as if I could never touch him. 

Everyone appeared behind Leo again, forming a circle, pointing at me and laughing: “Wolfless! Wolfless! You’ll never belong here!” 

I shook my head frantically, trying to cover my ears, but those voices pierced through my skull like they were carved into my brain, making me sway on my feet, 

Something’s wrong. A voice echoed deep in my mind, but it was quickly drowned in these painful images. 

I felt anger burning in my chest, an unprecedented power flowing through my veins. I looked down at my hands–no, they weren’t hands anymore. They were claws now, massive white claws with a purple glow. 

That’s right, I wasn’t that helpless girl anymore. I had power now. I had Diana. I could make them pay. 

Revenge. The thought exploded in my mind. 

I felt the raw, primal wildness in my wolf form that could tear everything apart. I roared, looking around for those who had hurt me. I wanted them to know what kind of power this girl they once trampled underfoot now possessed. 

I stepped forward, each footfall shaking the floor. I could hear screams around me, but I took them all as the mocking voices that had tormented me. 

Kill them! A voice roared in my mind. Make them pay in blood! 

All those years of suppressed rage erupted, almost completely consuming my sanity. I wanted to see fear in their faces, wanted to hear their screams. 

I was almost ready to strike, claws raised, prepared to swipe at those humiliating figures. 

But suddenly, a voice cut through the madness. 

“Mom! Mom, wake up!” 

The voice made me freeze instantly. It was Leo’s voice, but more real–filled with concern 

and fear. 

The images before me began to waver like a broken mirror. I realized something indeed 

was wrong. 

Of course. Leo would never speak to me like that. Elizabeth, though cold, had never been this cruel. And most importantly–I was a good cook, so how could I possibly burn simple 

dishes? Those mocking voices were too extreme, too… fake. 

Hallucinogens. The word suddenly appeared in my consciousness. It was the drink I’d had earlier. Someone had drugged my drink, causing these hallucinations. 

“Diana!” I called out in my mind, realizing I had to regain control. “None of this is real!” 

But Diana seemed affected by the drug too. I could feel her snarling, immersed in savage 

emotions.