Torment Begins
Serenye's POV
The scissors never touched me. Lyanna had stood there for what felt like an eternity, her hand trembling, her eyes wild with rage and pain. Then she'd thrown the scissors across the room where they embedded in the wall with a loud thunk.
"You're not worth it," she'd hissed before storming out.
I'd thought that was the end of it. That she'd gotten her anger out and we could somehow, eventually, find a way past this.
I was wrong. So wrong. The whispers started the next morning. I could hear them the moment I stepped into the main hallway of the college building. Students clustered in groups, their voices dropping to hushed tones as I passed, only to erupt in giggles and sneers the moment I turned the corner.
"Did you hear..."
"With the Alpha..."
"His son'
