Chapter 43: Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Sansa's Pov

sold!

I had been sold to an Alpha!

Why?

In my head, the voice was building a house out of the words. I felt betrayed by my parents, even though I was not even aware of the full truth.

I did not want to follow in the footsteps of the oak pack, which had been doing so for centuries.

No law could ever control me, and even if it could, I've decided to defy it. I was a free spirit who was not bound by any traditions or laws.

I was preparing for a fight against those who wanted to control me. I was hoping to get rid of Xavier.

He kept me guessing all the time, but eventually, I got some of my answers, hidden truths, and additional information that he would never have shared with me.

We all have a messed-up past, a difficult present, and fearful thoughts about the future. What happened, what is happening, and what will happen next? That process keeps us occupied in our daily lives. Those are the kinds of questions we have from time to time.

All of our bad decisions and the situations we find ourselves in are reflections of the past and our plans for the future.

Some people learn from their mistakes and do not repeat them because they are aware of the consequences. They do not return to the cruel path on which they were injured. They discover a better way to safeguard themselves and their loved ones.

However, some people are unwilling to admit their errors. Their messed-up minds and egos will not allow them to surrender. We can't win all the wars alone, but we do need companions. The egoistic maniac believes they can conquer the world alone.

They lose all of their relationships along the way, but they never admit what they have been doing wrong over and over again.

My grandfather was an egoistic narcissist, the polar opposite of my father; he despised me, called me unluckily without considering the little girl, and said hurtful words whenever he pleased. I didn't spend every day away from his curse words.

My grandfather treated me poorly after my father. treated me like garbage. He said this to my face before shutting the doors and kicking me out of the house. "You are a curse; you do not deserve happiness; whoever you meet, you will ruin their lives; you are cursed to me; for my family, I hope not to see your face again."

Have you ever been abandoned by a member of your family? What about your blood? They say that blood is the strongest bond in a relationship. My bloodline is pure, but I discovered it was also a lie passed down from others that I grew up hearing.

My father always told me to be stubborn to achieve my goals while causing no harm to anyone. Never let your ego get in the way of your success.

You are a dead man with only a speaker in your throat if you have an ego problem. You'd lose all respect if you yelled at people. All we need in life is flexibility. We make sacrifices for a better present and future to achieve peace.

Father was the most rational person I'd ever met. He was correct, but what if you don't know why your past was messed up, you don't have a choice but to survive in the present, and your future is already destined with the ruthless alpha?

What would you do in such a situation?

I was enraged, curious about my past, and concerned about my future. Inside of me, there was a battle going on. Amara revealed the truth that Xavier did not want to tell.

For what reason was I sold to Xavier? What had Xavier done to make me his? And why is this so? How could my father, who had protected me and kept me away from the underworld and all the packs for all those years, make a deal with the devil? or my mother who sold me?

Amara's voice faded to me after a few minutes of being out of my mind. My focus, which had been on her just a few minutes before, had been lost when I was standing but not present at the time when I was curious about myself and the deal made between my parents and Xavier.

We were linked, according to Xavier, by the pronouncement of wonder. My father never revealed or told me anything about the law; why was he hiding when he knew Xavier would one day claim me?

Why didn't my grandfather say anything about the law or Xavier when they were both aware of my fate?

My father was mysteriously murdered, and I wondered if Xavier was the murderer! That single thought was completely shaking my soul.

My body was out of energy as I took one step and was on the verge of collapsing when Amara held my arm to keep me upright.

"What's the matter?" Amara's voice rang out and echoed.

I was not in the present moment.

When my mind was filled with questions about myself and my past, about my parents, and Xavier, I took another step forward.

My heart was beating fast, my mind was racing with scenarios that had never occurred, and I was unsure about everything, but my wild mind was still conjuring up cruel scenarios that I was unsure about.

Did Xavier murder my father? Every second, that was the only question that came to mind.

"Are you okay?" When I fell to the ground, Amara looked concerned.

I was more concerned with the past than with my present self. I was intrigued by my existence.

"Can you tell me what happened? Amara was concerned about me, her voice shaking.

Amara was unaware that I, too, had been the victim of the pronouncement of wonder. My parents sold me when I was a child. in exchange for money? Or was there another explanation?

"Let me call for assistance." Amara was about to leave me.

"Are the young mountain girls sold to the oak pack members?" I held Amara's arm to keep her from fleeing.

"When the right time comes, all the young girls will claim to be the brides of the pack's betas, omegas, and gammas," Amara explained.

That was a huge trap for any girl who would never be able to escape even if she tried. I felt bad for them because I was one of them, but the difference between me and them was that everyone knew what was going to happen to them, whereas no one knew that Xavier had claimed me as his bride by the pronouncement of wonder.

Xavier was only pretending to be my husband, making up a fake love story about us but not telling the pack that he claimed me as the pronouncement of wonder. Why? Why was he concealing the truth?

What made revealing our connection so difficult was that we were bound by the law. Something wasn't right, and I needed to find out what games Xavier was playing before it was too late.

"You don't look well; just take a break, and let me take you back to your room," Amara said as she grabbed my arm.