The weight of every word heard at the trial dismounted her from her once built confidence, but due to her inherited alpha spirit she braces herself with confidence as she walked down to her chambers.
As Isla got to her chambers, the weight of the incident came back as a rushing wind clunging to her soul suffocating the pure oxygen of safety which she once breathed, as the words echoed in her mind. Spy, liar, traitor, the dismissal attitude and hatred was something she couldn't phantom.
As she found her way and sank onto the edge of her bed, her hand trembling as she buried her face in them. How did this happen? , how had it all turned so quickly?, one minute the walls once a quiet refuge , now felt like they were closing in on her about to send her to her doom. The once safe pack that pr
