Forty-Five

Naomi

With a smile on my face, I carried my shopping bags in my hands, humming a happy tune despite the ache in my legs.

My room came to view, a figure pacing in front of the door with anger.

I stopped in my tracks as I saw Brittany pacing in front of my room, her fists clenched and her expression furious.

Could it be that Seth already told her I was going to be Luna?

If that was the case, isn't she supposed to be out of the pack already?

Scepticism filled me as I eyed her, unease with her presence in front of my door, and the absence of anyone else in the hallway.

I moved my feet closer to her, ready to get whatever this was over with.

Brittany's pacing slowed down as she finally noticed my presence. She turned her furious gaze towards me, her eyes filled with venom.

"Where have you been you stupid slave?" She spat, her eyes blazing with venom.

I opened my mouth to reply, but her gaze fell to the shopping bags I had in my grip.

"Give me that." She snatched the bags from my grip. He