~Adinah~

“Poor Jeremy, he’s out there, thinking of ways to get his girlfriend back meanwhile she already moved on but doesn’t want to admit it.” The sick joke she just made didn’t slap and I wanted to return the energy but wasn’t just worth it.

“I’m in the middle of something, leave me alone.”

“Something? How are we not sure that you were the one who cooked the poison the other day? Because I can’t remember that servants in your father’s pack teaching you how to cook and you never grew up with a mother.”

I held the knife tightly, pressing down every urge to stab her with it.

“I...