Chapter Twenty Six

SIENNA

I tried not to focus on the anger that was clawing up at me inside as I left my father behind in the dining room. I could feel his eyes piercing into my back as I angrily stormed away from him and retired to my room. I was upset. I wondered how he could be so insensitive about people dying.

Maybe I felt even more offended because it was Sylvester but still that didn't take away the fact that he wished that Sylvester was gotten rid for good. If indeed, he hated the lycans so much then there was no point sending me into their territory to make truce and to try and strike a deal with them.

I angrily stripped off my clothes and collapsed against my bed, pulling up my duvet to my chin. I tried to stop being angry but yet my father's words replayed over and over again in my head. It took every level of self control not to feel worked up about it again. My mind drifted over to Sylvester. I wondered how he was. Somehow I couldn't stop thinking about how he must be doing. I wondered