Arya shook her head seriously. "If Big Brother Wyatt didn't give you an explanation, then I'm the last person who can." She explained, looking sincere.
Of course, what was I thinking? Perhaps, since Arya was sent to watch over me, why would she snitch on the Alpha? Of course, there'll be a limit to what she can tell me.
I plopped on the table and tousled my hair angrily, not quite understanding why they were still hiding things from me.
Don't I need to become stronger if I'm to be used as a 'weapon'? Is it because I'm yet to become one of them? "Ugh. I don't like you anymore."
Before I could complete my words, Arya grabbed my hand tightly in flusters and stared at me with panic on her face. "You can't." Arya cried out and tightened her hold, which almost made me wince. I was slightly
