23. A Weak Princess

AURELIA

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I dunked my face in a bowl of water, hoping to kill the anxiety that had settled in the center of my mind. No, I wasn’t scared of Raiden neither was I bothered about the killer glare that Larisa sent my way before Alpha Tristan led me away from the couple.

However, I was scared I’d break down before them like I almost did earlier.

I felt weak. I felt trapped, in fact.

And it was all because of the traumatizing memories that had been flooding my brain ever since I stepped out of the car. Inhaling the almost familiar air of the pack that broke me, had me gasping for my breath, and seeing Raiden with Larisa reminded me of the cruel things those two did to me.

My memories were fighting against the composure I was dying to keep up because I’d rather die than break before any member of this pack.

A sharp knock on the restroom door had me jumping back to reality. I took a few seconds to inspect my appearance in the bathroom mirror, noticing that I was as pale as a ghost. Perh