Laura's POV:
One week passed by in a fleeting instant. No words from the council of elders, Magnus ignored his niece's flaws even after nothing was done within the three days he gave her to fix things.
No troubles, no confusion, no revenge, just me fighting my blood lust every night. That week was useful in gathering lost strength, building self esteem and planning strategically.
In the corner of a room inside the pack's main house lay the heavy heart of Laura Blackwood. I scrambled some words with ink on a rough sheet with focus and determination.
"Hey Laura, what are you doing? I've been standing at the door for a while, hoping you'd notice me but you were highly concentrated."
I turned back suddenly, squeezed the paper and threw it under the table in front of me. I not only had to
