After I Died, My Alpha Brother Regretted Everything

"After my foster sister died, my Alpha brother became the person who hated me most.

He hated me so much that he sent me to the werewolf black market to be auctioned off for entertainment. What I went through there was beyond words.

On my knees, I begged him for mercy, but all I saw in his eyes was hatred.

If it weren't for you, Lydia wouldn't have died on that operating table! You killed her, now spend the rest of your life paying for it.

But when a Rogue attack came, he didn't hesitate to pull me into his arms, shielding me from every lethal blow.