Irina’s POV
Slave.
That’s what they were pushing for. I should have imagined it, considering how petty Julie is and how much she hates my existence.
She doesn’t want to see me dead; she wants to see me suffer for eternity for offending her.
I was now sitting behind a tree, my knees against my chest as I tried to figure out a way to win this stupid trial when an entire pack was against me.
“Irina?” Aiden called out softly.
I looked at the sky and noticed the sun was already setting.
How long was I here?
“I know you want to be alone right now, but…” Yep, I need a breather from everything. Since my eighteenth birthday, it has been one thing after another.
I’m tired.
“You need to eat. You didn’t have lunch, and if you don’t return, I’m sure you will skip dinner, so please…” H
