Feya frowned. “My old pack treated me like I was nothing, “ she started. “Why can’t you see that you have it good here?”
Sophie snorted at that. “Good? This is what you call good? I’m already grounded, I can’t see my mum, I’m not allowed to shift and now I have to be followed around 24/7. How can it get any worse?”
I rolled at eyes at that, talk about over dramatic.
Feya seemed to be getting ticked off though, and while a part of me wanted to calm her down I would admit I liked this side of her. Strong, confident.
“You say that you have it bad, but you are safe here and if you gave everyone a chance you might like it. You say that you are grounded but until I met Hansel I was barely allowed to leave the house. You say that you can’t see your mum; my parents loathed my presence enough t
