During those days, I desperately mind-linked Thorne, pleading with him to visit our son who longed for him. But Thorne never came. He thought I was using Cassian to manipulate him and gain sympathy.
After almost a decade of shared life, this was how little he thought of me. I wiped away my tears and said, "Think what you want. I'm leaving."
I began to leave with my luggage, but Morgana interjected, "Alpha, I heard you planned to celebrate Cassian's birthday together. You didn't cancel that for the mountain trip with me, did you? Aria is upset..."
Thorne soothingly replied, "Don't worry. I know my priorities. We can go to the celebration anytime, but once the snow melts, we won’t be able to see it."
Hearing this, I scoffed coldly and continued dragging my suitcase out. Thorne seemed to sense something was off and rushed forward, grabbing my hand with frustration. "It's the middle of the night, and you insist on leaving now?"
He saw my swollen eyes and paused. "Is that celebration really worth crying over like this?"
My eyes must have been red and raw from crying because I saw a hint of pity in his gaze. "Let me clear my schedule next month, and I'll take Cassian then, okay?"
Next month? What next month did Cassian have? If only he cared a bit more about our son, he wouldn’t say such foolish things. I pulled my hand away. "No need!"
The Alpha stared at his empty palm, momentarily stunned. He never expected the person who used to cling to him would now avoid him like the plague. Snapping back to reality, he tried to catch up, but Morgana grabbed his arm.
"Alpha, it's all my fault. Even though I knew Cassian was faking his illness, I shouldn’t have competed with a child for your attention. Now it's made Aria angry at me."
Faking... faking illness?
My mind went blank. By the time I snapped back to reality, I had already slapped my sister across the face.
The Alpha’s face, which had been tinged with a flicker of guilt, shifted instantly to one of cold fury. He positioned Morgana protectively behind him, his eyes narrowing as he fixed his gaze on me. "What the hell are you doing? She is your sister!"
I ignored his outburst, fixing my steely gaze solely on Morgana. "Watch your tongue. It doesn’t matter if we share blood; you have no right to disrespect my son."