ClaudiaLife is hard. It is full of things that none of us deserve.It can be full of wonderful and beautiful things, but it is also full of a lot of things that are unfair.There is nothing fair about what happened to my daughter.She didn’t want to be kidnapped and brainwashed, she didn’t want to become impregnated by a sociopath, and she didn’t want to have a stillbirth.After going into labor and the doctor wasn’t able to get it’s heart rate they took Alita to the pack hospital to have an emergency c-section to try and get the baby out in time.It was a girl, she looked so much like Alita, and she wasn’t breathing when she came out.The wails that Alita cried out haunt all of us.Thankfully, she has Mateo on her side. He helped her through her grief. He helped her to be able to see the good things in life even through all the darkness that clouded her mind.One of the things that had been stressing her out was the thought that they would have to leave soon so he could be Beta agai
"Miss Claudia? I'm Peelle. A pleasure to meet you again." It was the subordinate from before, the higher-ranking one who had called me up onto the platform. There were three other Scarlet pack werewolves behind him who watched me with curious eyes, but none of them gave me disgusted glares even though they could doubtless sense my mixed-breed heritage. They stood at attention in the hallway, allowing me to leave my bedroom. Odd. Were they saving their scorn for later?
It was challenging blocking out all of the thoughts of the students around me in the first class. I wasn't used to being in close quarters with so many at once. But since I sat in the front row, everyone in range was focused on the professor's lecture. Before I knew it, he was dismissing the class, and I gathered up the notebooks and binders the adviser had given me earlier. The professor watched me as I left. He was the first person I'd met so far who hadn't internally remarked on how I must be Alpha Evan's mate at last. For that reason alone, I decided I liked him. The next course I was scheduled to sit in on wasn't for another hour. That gave me time to get something at the dining hall, and I brushed my thumb over my student ID as I stood in line. There were meal points pre-loaded onto it, the counselor had told me. I could eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I could hardly believe i
I turned to see a familiar girl standing a few feet away -- I recognized her expensive, branded ensemble from head to toe. Flicka, from class. Now that I was face to face with her, I could see how tall she was, even for a female werewolf. And she was pretty, of course, which I'd seen immediately, but she also had a model-fit body that could make even rags look good. Unsurprisingly, her opinion of me was far from the same. (The clothes are good, but name brands can't make up for what's inside them,) she thought nastily, and I had to stop myself from turning my back on her and driving away. Right. She'd wanted to say something to me, and she had every right to an opinion no matter how ugly. But what was it she wanted from me? "You've been walking around and trying to insert yourself everywhere like you think you deserve it," she said. "Do you have any idea how annoying it is? You shoul