Chapter 52: A taste of biased influence.
Maya's POV
How could she give a compliment after threatening and reading me to filth? I felt a twitch to brace up for what was coming next. I expected it to come soon enough, that was how predictable I thought Jennifer was going to be.
One chill and cozy night, I had just returned from the woods. Nobody told me setting my wolf at night to roam free, hunt and howl at the moon was relaxing and fun. My feets were wet with mud as I shifted back and stealthily walked into my room.
I had a shower and ate the food Marianne left for me on my side table. She was usually aware that I left the palace but never said a word to anyone. After I had eaten to my fill, I laid on my back and waited to drown myself to sleep.
“I can't with this anymore,”
I hear
