Kiel’s evil plan

LITA’S POV

Sitting on the floor, a series of rapid knocks pounded on the door, sending a jolt of anger through my veins. There was no need for me to try and recall if I invited anyone because I had been alone in my small home ever since I was banish from the pack house.

I have not seen daylight or proper food. I have been depressed, refusing to leave my house that was situated far away from the pack’s mansion.

The knocking was persistent, after taking deep breaths I stood up and I opened the door only to see Kiel standing in front of me, wearing a big smile on his face. It irritated me.

As I was about to close the door back and return back to my initial activity, he held the door and spoke in a low tone.

“Wait, Lita. We could actually help each other” he said. I squinted my eyes, trying to understand what the mad man was trying to say. He made me feel worthless the last time we spoke only to come to my wretched home, acting like a clown. How worthless have I truly become?

My heart s