~NYX
Of all the things that had been going wrong in my life since I got admitted to Isis Academy, being accused of theft was never something I saw coming.
"What?" I exclaimed in utter confusion.
The cashier looked me over as if I was too filthy to be on her level. "It will be easier for you if you just surrender because I promise that I can make it ugly for you," she stated firmly.
I frowned. "I don't understand. What did I steal?"
She corked her brows at me, then gestured at the security guards to deal with me.
"Ma'am, you will have to come with us for questioning," the one who spoke before stated.
I narrowed my eyes on them. "You don't have the right to just take me away. This could be seen as kidnapping! I have done nothing wrong!" I screamed.
Were they werewolf trafficke
