Twenty-Three

Daphne’s POV

I always thought Cleo and I would be close until the end, but I guessed I was wrong. She’s fallen in love with the man that’s not only destined to her, but the man that’s responsible for her death. To top it all off the stupid cow goes and gets herself knocked up. She had never wanted a family, she always hated kids growing up. She though they were loud and gross. Me on the other hand, I longed to find my mate and have a family of my own. A dream that’s unlikely to ever happen now. I’m a she-wolf that can no longer shift, who’s going to want me now? Nobody, that’s who.

Getting back to my room I broke down. My eyes burned as tears fell. My sister had done this to me, and I hated her for it. Throwing my crutches across the room I limped on my cast to the dressing table. Swiping my arms, I shoved everything to the floor. When I was finished the room looked like a bomb had gone off. Slumping against the bed I let myself fall to the floor.

“Well, it’s going to take a while to