Chapter 54

ZENEVIEVA

My back and feet were so sore from running that I whimpered in pain and howled in frustration.

The night was dark and scary and I almost got lost in that strange pack. There was no way I would walk that far so I resulted into shifting and my wolf started running as if she was here before.

I reached Mudville Pack expecting it to be filled with exciting noise and loud music with Lots of busyness but it was the total opposite.

It was as quiet as a graveyard and so deserted.The air smelt smokey as if something was burned and I frowned if I'm in the wrong pack.

I dragged my feet inside and I was sure of my surroundings, anyway; I'm too tired and exhausted to think of what happened.

The maids saw me and began whispering in incoherent words but audible enough for me to hear them.

"She wasn't the one in the festival!"

"I knew it! There's no way she would look that beautiful."

"That's how much the king detest her, I'm sure it was Marcella!" One of them said and sneered at me and I sc