Episode 11

I walk quickly. Many people turn their heads to look at me but I ignore them. I wanted to disappear before the ceremony started. If I didn't then it would be direct disobedience. our house wasn't that far away. But it was almost at the edge of the pack where the forest began.

I glanced at the garden and remembered my encounter with Weston earlier this morning. I breathe in deeply, reminding myself that Weston was not mine. He was not my mate, he was just my best friend.

Currently he was going to be nothing to me. The friendship between us was uprooted like a weed and cast aside.

One foot before another, one step after another, my skirt below my knees, the palms of my hands sweating as I wipe them against the fabric of my apron. finally I took a corner and there was my house. A frown on my face at the realization that my stepmother and sisters are not yet left. when I enter the house, the first person who greets me with a scowl is Zoe.

“I think I saw someone getting lectured by the