“Please don't tell me that you are affected by Clara’s insults,” Florene inquired after a few minutes of long undesirable silence. “I already told you about this instance, Anya. This is one of them.”
“Yeah, you reminded me, but not entirely, Flo. You never mentioned that woman,” I snapped, caught up in my rage, both hands turned into fists before I pointed at Florence and shot her a glare before I choked up at my words. Even my wolf was growling inside me in despondency, stinging me with guilt when I disregarded her desire to fight Clara the moment she looked down on me and I drew all my anger on Florence instead.
When I realized I was being rough, acting almost identical to Clara’s approach towards me, I immediately withdrew my hands and looked away as I cussed myself in silence. What t
