Cara's POV
So I started training to become a fine lady. Dad thinks I'm not suitable to be the Luna as I'm now.
Honestly I don't care whether I become the alpha or luna. I hate both of the positions. I wanna be a free wolf riding her motorcycle to the end of this world.
"Pay attention!", Rosalie startles me.
She's the one training me. She's a strict, rude old lady. I can't stand her.
"Stand properly Cara !! What are you doing?"
"This is so hard!"
"What's so hard about walking in heels?"
She hits my ankle with a stick.
"Ahh! I'm trying my best. You don't have to hit me every time!"
"Shut up and focus. I'll hit harder next time."
And I slip again. She hits me harder.
"Aaahhhhh!"
"Get up!"
I try to get up. My legs hurt. Just then Arya walks in. Oh God! I don't want him to see me in this state.
"You're not progressing at all. If this continues you will never complete your training."
"I'm trying my best."
"Doesn't look like you're trying."
"I am."
"Learn properly. I don't want to be embarrassed because of you. I need a graceful and educated wife."
"You're the worst! If it wasn't for your dad I'd never agree to marry you."
"Looks like you care about Jake. Be a good girl or he dies"
I can't believe Arya became this heartless and ungrateful. Uncle Jake may not be his real father but he saved his life. Power really changes people.