~ Harmony's POV ~
Is there seriously any point left in hiding my identity from my so-called family? These dumb people can't even tell that I am not Trinity.
They have witnessed me fighting with others, and no new she-wolf could fight like me.
Unlike these sheltered people, I lived my life following the rules of the jungle. Only the fittest could survive.
When the quads marked me, I felt relieved.
I could no longer feel the pain. I even ended up marking them as mine.
The devil was no longer whispering sweet words in my ears.
Well, I do want to burn them alive, but I am happy to teach Helena a nice lesson. She was still rolling on the floor while she was sitting in the pool of her blood.
Silver bullets do come in handy. At least those humans invented something useful for once,
