Trigger warnings: Death. Painful, a few details of the Death of a woman who should have died a long time ago but was forgotten about in her dark, lonely, cell. Which I think was a good torture in itself.
Matilda had her back to us which made it easier to sneak up on her. Rose had shifted back to Lydia and was passed out curled into a ball holding her stomach. Her face was mostly covered by her hair but you could still see the blood trickling from her mouth and her nose.
“I don’t care what the pack thinks. I am your mate and their rightful Luna.” She shouted into her phone. “I didn’t give them anything except easy information. After I killed this b***h I am coming home. Don’t make me kill your w***e. I did this for you and for the pack. I let that disgusting man touch me because you asked
