Smoke had filled my lungs but I did not dare react to it, keeping my stare at this monstrous woman. She smiles wickedly, knowing I am not used to this— knowing that I am a fake and had no knowledge of fighting or had ever seen war. I was untrained, unfit for what was to come. She knows I am weak. She can probably smell it but I stay where I am, keeping my head up even if all I wanted to do was run.
No.
That’s the old June.
The new June, the June that is responsible for so many lives, for lives that want revenge against this woman I once called mother, has to be stronger for everyone. I have to be strong because Ajax’s people deserve someone strong, someone that will fight for them and protect them. Most of Ajax’s pack members have suffered so much under the cruelty of this woman and her
