Chapter 25 Dear Ash

• Livey made dinner for herself while ranting and cursing his name, she didn’t care if he was outside the house neither did she care if he could hear her.
• “Do you think I am some sort of thrash that you can use anytime you like” she barked, her voice getting deeper at every word. She hated the fact that he always made her feel like she was a second choice to him, she wondered why he never came for her while she was in the dark moon pack, but once she fought for her freedom getting out of there he was the first person to come knocking on her door.
• She stabbed the toast she had just made with a knife, her eyes burning with rage.