Hannah's POV:
That girl got some nerves coming into my chamber boldly after all the problems we are facing because of her. I should have slit her throat and put an end to this nonsense. Even though the Lycan king punishes me for killing her, my decision will be appreciated later.
I picked up the bottle of whiskey and poured a good amount into a glass, gulping down everything at once. I wanted to keep my anger down even though it was raging inside me, just thinking about her.
I hate werewolves so much. They are proud, and just beasts with empty words and no brain. My memory drew back to many years ago when I had an encounter with one. I was betrayed and almost lost my life all because of him, hence my deep hatred for them.
The door opened, distracting me momentarily. I glanced back a
