Chapter 69 Different Versions Of A Common Trauma

• Bianca’s POV:
• Some guards were behind me with a blindfold to do the needful. The number of times I was getting kidnapped wouldn’t help my existence on the planet. The worst that happened was that I was kidnapped in an area that seemed to be the safest in the whole werewolf territory. If the seemingly safest area in our territory could be unsafe for me, there was nothing else I could do than let whoever wished to take me away do so.
• It was perhaps, Helen’s grandmother who circled me and threw mean glares at me. Sometimes, she held up a smirk and tried to play the mind games on me. I was defiant to those tricks of hers and prayed to the moon goddess that she should let some sort of divine intervention. After pacing around me, cackling subsequently, she went back to her wooden seat and sat majestically.