Chapter 12

• The sound of thunder woke me for my sleep, I sat up in bed with a stare. I had always hated storms and as from what I saw, outside the mansion had angry dark clouds. Casting an oppressive scene over the so-called kingdom.
• Yes I am thankful for the room I was given now, but I still had a deep hate for werewolves and all other creatures. Now that I am stuck in this harsh reality, I couldn’t believe how foolish I was to fantasize about being one of them.
• Then after finding out they were real, I wanted to meet one so badly, but no look where all that got me. Captive… sold off and forced to be a servant.