It's surreal being back at Lotus. Knowing what I know now, I can see the overall insanity that has overtaken this pack, and I wonder how I had so easily dismissed it before.
I woke this morning, after a long night of tossing and turning, to an invite from Caspian's mother to join them for breakfast, as if nothing has changed. I refused, much to the dismay and urging from my new guards that I reconsider.
It's rude to refuse an invitation from the Alpha. At this, I rolled my eyes and huffed out an annoyed sigh.
The audacity of them for thinking that I should just bow down and be thankful that I've been chosen by them. They're going to kill me! They know it and they know that I know it. So what's with all the pretense?
Why would I ever want to sit down to a meal with my future murder
