KOOKIE:
I want to kill myself, because that way it would be easier to escape this nightmare. That’s what this is—a nightmare. No fairy tale should begin with pain before blossoming into love. Why can’t the protagonist be happy from the beginning? My story is worse, because I don’t even see a happy ending anywhere in sight, and the more things unfold, the more they fall apart.
There I am, in the middle of the living room, pinned against the wall by the Alpha, who’s supposed to choose a wife. I’m also supposed to be a council member, but I skipped today’s meeting because the Luna asked me to. Now? I stand in the midst of angry elders, who’ve probably watched Levi ravage my body with his kisses. Aside from the judgment burning in their eyes, I carry my own shame. How could I break so easily
