Davina's POV
I had been practicing with daggers. I never really learnt to fight to or defend myself, but now I had no choice. I had no one to protect me anymore.
After Lucien left, I decided to practice more. I was so annoyed when I realized he was right. I didn't know how to hold the dagger correctly, and I had to browse through the Internet to learn that. I also didn't like that he was right about the daggers not fitting my body type. I didn't want him to be right about anything concerning me, when he practically treats me like an object.
I considered the possibility of escaping the pack more than once. I had saved enough money before now, and I could work. I could reject him as my Alpha and go live as a lone wolf somewhere. Maybe with the humans, maybe I could take refuge in another
