"What have I done? I'm so sorry, Sheryl!" He frantically searched the room, his face filled with regret. "It's alright, I forgive you," I replied, a mischievous smile tugging at my lips, which caught his attention. "Forgive me? After everything I've put you through?" he asked, taken aback by my words. "Yes, forgive, not forgetting. Don't confuse the two," I clarified, watching his eyes widen in surprise. I was no longer the vulnerable wolf he once knew, and I intended for him to understand that fact. --- Everyone had considered Sheryl weak due to her lack of a wolf form, which made others exploit her, even her own mate. However, as the saying goes, sometimes the sweetest revenge comes with a dash of comeback. And that's precisely what Sheryl executed, turning the tables on them all.
