Zinnia POV
Ophelia, we need to be ready I don't want to be late. "Zin please chill out we won't be late." I still have to say goodbye to my parents and the SUV's are set to leave in a half an hour. "There I'm ready, you need to relax." "You're the future Queen it's not like you even have to go through this." Ophelia, I swear if you say that in front of anyone at the pack I will kill you. "You make no sense." "If I was the future Queen, I would want everyone to know." You think that but its not true. If people know I'm future Queen they kiss my a** on principal. I want people to value me not some title I'm going to hold. I grab my bag off her bed and we both head to my parent's office.
I knock and turn the handle but its locked. Oh, goddess I think to myself. My parents are so
