Grace felt lonely, and her heart begged for someone to love her. Wolves were not fond of being alone. She was well aware that Chris knew how she was feeling, and he didn’t give a Damm about it. It was painful for her. As she made her way through the maze-like corridors, she wrapped her icy arms around herself in an effort to stay warm. Her Betas bowed to her in respect — rather, to be more accurate, they were FORCED to bow to her since they were shooting nasty stares behind her back. The situation was the same for those in the lower ranks as well. Everyone hated her.
She looked out of the large grand window and saw Chris walking into the woods with his two betas in tow. She let out a sigh. These new betas didn't sit well with her. They had a sneaky and sinister appearance.
A drop of wate
