True Pariah

Once a pariah, always a pariah. The only difference here is that, she brought it to herself. Bad luck was following her everywhere. Look to the right, to the left. Still bad. She blamed herself and the moon goddess. She didn’t need a soothsayer telling her this has to do with her.

She had felt the storm coming, but she never thought it would be in the form of the death of Hilla. Hell, she hadn’t even sat and think of what would happen.

Ciandra kissed the lifeless body goodbye and grabbed her phone from the nightstand. The last time she spoke to her parents was when they were here, this will be the second time. It sucked.

How could she start, “hey, I killed your daughter, come and take her?”

She stayed silent as the phone rang, when she thought no one would answer, a manly voice came through, “Hilla, I will kill you when I arrive there.”

Ciandra’s breathe hitched, they must not find her here. She is a wanted wolf by vile Alphonso, the last thing she needed was to hunted by humans who w