Laura's POV.

"Now tell me what's wrong with you my Luna." Darren said, his fingers entwined in mine as we walked side by side through the garden.

My former pack now belongs to Darren and I'm glad those stupid jerks that turn this pack into hell for me are now rotting miserably in the dungeon, I don't care if they die, in real sense I pray they die in that dungeon, the corpse be feed to the wild animals.

Yeah, I might be called evil or mean but those people deserve that and I don't care what anyone thinks about it, it would be their opinion and not mine, their...