"You dirty slave! Go away from our pack." Screamed the old lady. She was holding a bucket and glared at me.
I was wearing a white robe and a black dress. It was all dirty and wet.
"Oh, Eliana.." Angela closed her mouth with both of her hands. She then turned to the old lady and started to scream back. "This stupid wolf hag! What the hell are you doing!!"
Both of them were quarreling but I did nothing but stand on my spot. My hand gripped hard until there's no blood in my knuckles.
The excitement and anger that I felt for Conrad before were suddenly disappeared. It changed into a disappointment, that I knew I would never be cured from this feeling right now.
I was holding my last pride so much when he still kept me as a slave and made me wait for him. But this was a different scale. I was not raised to be humiliated like this. I was raised to be a queen and be respected as the daughter of Alpha.
