Anna's POVWithout haste, I packed my bags, years and years of savings dumped inside the same luggage.It was pitiful, but it was going to be for now.Leaving now, meant I was likely to be labeled a rogue, but I don't give a damn.As long as I was out of here, then I'd take it.Meeting with Yvonne again, it was an hour to the party. Her hair was a mess, her reading glasses hanging dangerously at the edge of her nose bridge, I feared it would fall the next second.“Get dressed, and attend the party like usual, I'll come get you.” Was what she said, after collecting my bag and heading to goddess knows where.Now I was standing at the edge of the podium, my heart pounding as I nervously scanned the room.The coronation was in full procession, but I barely registered it. Not with all the eyes boring at my skin.I pressed my lips into a line, careful not to make eye contact with anyone or let them smell my fear.Werewolves were sensitive creatures, with noses blessed by the goddess herself
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