Chapter 7
HER PAST
Jason's eyes were flickering in thoughts. He seemed to know something about me with the type of questions he asked me. How could he think I had no wolf? I had kept this to myself for a long period, and not my bullies had even made it known to my classmates. All they did was bully me and make me suffer for what offense I did not commit.
"I don't have a wolf!" I pronounced bitterly, my eyes flushing, and I felt a pang of failure inside of me. Jason's face was battered.
"Serah called you a weak vessel yesterday. From there, I have been trying to make some findings about you."
"Are you sure your mother is dead?" Jason asked me, causing me to part my lips with scorn. What type of questions is Jason asking me right now?
"I am sure, Jason," I responded.
"Where was sh
