31: Stalker

FEYRE

I am angry. No, I am beyond livid.

It takes every ounce of my self-control to stop myself from sneaking into Alpha Zade’s room and destroying things until I feel some of the anger leave me. I choose the higher road and instead take a cold shower. It works very well for anger and I would highly recommend it.

I don’t feel as okay as I would have liked after but it is better than nothing.

It is almost dinner time by the time I gather enough courage to leave my room and join the rest of the pack members for dinner. I need to speak with Alpha Lucien about his son. If the past few days are anything to go by then I can’t last that month here. It is barely up to a week here and I want to pull my hair out, and his too. This can’t be good for me.

Every interaction brings out a side of me I didn’t even know existed. She is angry and very destructive. It reminds me of my younger self and I’m not really very happy about that.

“Woah there, a storm is brewing and it is inside.” A voice says in