THE TEST

I don't know where the hell I was but it felt like I was dreaming. That was the only sane explanation I could come up with for the situation I was in presently.

I looked back, but the door through which I came through had vanished. I had to wipe my face to be sure I wasn't hallucinating. Looking up, fear clouded my eyes at what was before me.

The girls were both tied to a wooden stake with silver binds and they were knocked unconscious with fire surrounding them.

"Imelda!" I heard my name and I turned to see Derek surrounded by the elders and the different packs behind him, all watching the situation with no sense of urgency in their eyes.

"What are you all doing?"

"Help them out!" I yelled but they all laughed asides Derek who had his eyes fixed on me.

"No one can help them out," I saw Becca amidst the crowd crying. Was this why her mood was gloomy when she brought me here?

Did she know about this from the start?

"They are of royal blood, this is no way to treat a Princess," I raged