Kamaria
For the last two days I haven’t said two words to Brendon. He’s mad that I won’t run and cower and I’m mad that we are still no closer to finding my father’s killer. I’m also mad at myself for letting myself be distracted by this damn mate bond for too many weeks before I started taking things more seriously.
After my argument with Brendon, I went and talked to the rogues in the bunker. When their answers didn’t satisfy me I started attacking them with my claws out. Stephen was still at the clinic with the injured rogue we found in the woods. He came into the bunker at the request of the warriors standing guard and pulled me away from my attack.
It took the rest of the day, but I finally calmed down. Since then I’ve mostly remained in the house trying to make sense of the situa
