Chapter Twenty-Three. Taste of death

Ivanna's POV

"I'll make you the skank of all skanks. The bitches of all bitches. And the whore of all whores. You'll love that, won't you?" Anna laughed like she was having the time of her life.

She was serious. And it made my heart bleed. To think we used to be best friends.

"What did I do to you, Anna? What went wrong between us? Didn't we used to be friends?"

"Friends? You were never my friend. I only hung out with you because of your rank in the pack," she said with a terrifying resentment. "You had it all, Ivanna. The good stuff,...