Scarlett
“Did you see the way Rhodes looked at her?”
“Like she was something special.”
“Girl, he didn’t look at her like she was special! Our King would never make a wolf his Luna. She is just his slave.”
“You’re probably right. A lycan could never be with a wolf. I bet she smells like wet dog under all that sweat.”
“She thinks she’s special because the King brought her here. But we all know what happens to his little toys.”
So the mean girls are outside my room. What a perfect way to wake up...
I grit my teeth under the scratchy blanket, staring up at the cracked ceiling. The Storm Pack’s servant quarters are usually quiet, but my haters are loud this morning. Impossible to shut out.
I swing my legs out of bed, feet hitting cold stone. My muscles ache from yesterday’s scrubbing, b
