In the afternoon, Delilah went back to their pack with Alpha Spike, becoming the Luna of the Crescent Pack. Meanwhile, I followed behind my parents and Abelard. Abelard drove while my parents sat in the back seat. The empty front passenger seat had always been reserved for Delilah.

I sat there, listening to their conversation as they discussed my transgressions.

"She hates me so much, hates this family. She couldn’t even bring herself to attend her sister’s wedding. Even though she’s an omega, we’ve never treated her poorly. We’ve raised her all these years—what more could she want?"

My mother, tired, leaned on my father’s shoulder. "I feel like my...