Stella POV
I sat in complete darkness as everyone in the cabin slept. The kindness they all showed me was somewhat foreign to me. I felt so undeserving of their forgiveness and understanding. If it were not for my naivete when I was younger, Celia would not even be in this position. The Lycan King would have never been a threat, and thousands of lives, if not more, would have been spared from his past evil reign.
Adam was my closest friend growing up. I was raised within a community of Lycans. Most did not like witches. Adam always protected me, and when he was younger, he had a pure soul. Or at least I thought he did.
I was constantly harassed and beaten up when I was younger. I was unable to defend myself. My powers were nothing compared to what they are now. Adam always came to my
