Chapter Eighty Eight.
The Diary of Chloe Colton
The Date:- all my days are rolling into one, so who the f**k knows at this point?
Dear Diary,
Each morning I awake, head to training, plastering my now perfected fake smile on my face, as I converse with my pack members, whilst I feel like I am dying inside. The pain inside my heart never disappears, as I work on the day to day needs of our pack, along with the finer points of our plans to win over the hearts and minds of the werewolf community, so that we may implement the changes to our world my parents had envisaged , and had given their lives for. But isn't that leadership? putting the needs of others before our own, working tirelessly to help those who need us, whilst hiding the reality of our own broken lives from them?
Each night
