Bree’s POV
Sitting on the pavement in the garden once again, I looked up into the skies and smiled at the heavens.
The sight in front of me reminded me of when I was younger. I'd look up to the heavens and pray to the Moon Goddess for a time when I could stay in the Pack without fear of bullying. I prayed for a moment when I could wake up in the morning and walk around without feeling like I had a target on my back.
For years, I made those prayers. For years, my requests were met only with deaf ears, and soon enough, I realised that it was no use calling out to that fraud and I stopped.
Perhaps, it made her pretty mad because that day, just as I stepped out to buy a few things for myself, I was stopped by three girls who ended up cursing and beating me up until I had no strength left i
