MALEFICENT
(Whitney’s pov)
Mathias has some nerve; I can’t believe he threw us out of the packhouse and banished us from returning. This is not what I signed up for! All my dresses and jewelry were left behind because that stupid Beta refused to let me pack. Discarded beyond the territory boiled my blood as the guards laughed, calling us trash. Walking away as the two i***t w****s behind me cried, I stripped, shoved my clothes and a small purse in a bag, shifted, then fled to the one place I would be safe. “Where are you going? Wait, slow down!” The idiots yelled as my brown wolf headed north.
After a couple of hours of running, I captured and devoured a deer, quenching my appetite, only to be met by a group of rogues. “Well, what do we have here?” asked a brown-haired male with rottin
