Angelica's POV
I wake up in bed, blinds still closed.
It's been a couple of weeks avoiding my parents, trying to muster the strength necessary to face the world.
To my surprise, they haven't interfered.
Even though my father lost his temper, I know it was because of mocking the alphas.
He doesn't tolerate disrespect. I get it.
"He loves you."
WHAT. THE. FVCK. WAS. THAT?
My eyes go wide as I lay flat on the bed, pulling the covers up to my chest with a tight grip.
"I am Solara, your lycan." She says with a soft, delicate voice.
There's almost an echo when she speaks.
There must not be a lot going on up there.
"I-I'm not 18 yet.." My eyebrows furrowed, still creeped out that someone can hear my thoughts now. It feels like an invasion of privacy.. I don't like it. NOPE. I'm sure
