Emma POV
“This is not some kind of game.” The female elder says.
“Really? And yet here you all are playing games with others lives. Doesn’t really sound fair that, does it? How about someone else makes a decision for your lives? How would you like that?”
“I would like to see you try, we are the council. We are the ones who run the werewolf community, maybe even the supernatural realm. You have no power over us.” The female elder smirks.
“We shall see.” I say before blanking out their shouts.
I then delve into my thoughts, trying to think of what I could do that would be a good punishment for them.
I twist the bracelet from Inga on my wrist as I think up the best punishment for them, the bracelet is redundant now, but it is one of the few connections to my happy past that I have left
