Ariel wished for the ground to just open and swallow her, the way her father was staring at her sent shivers down her spine and gave her the creeps.
She needed no prophet to tell her she was in deep trouble because she could see it already. All thanks goes to the stupid revenge she didn't sort out well before proceeding with it.
"I asked you a question" He remarked with his brows lifted, his poker face was strapped in place. His demeanor screamed calm but he, himself, wasn't.
His knuckles were fisted and turned white possibly caused by the anger he was holding in, he wanted to pounce on Ariel badly.
He was training some newbies welcomed into his pack last night before he got a call from his favorite daughter Avril. She was hurting and crying and when he asked what was wrong.
Ariel was the cause.
