Sofia
“Oh, s**t,” Malcolm curses. He is on the phone talking to his father, King Cassius Fury.
I sit quietly on the bed while Malcolm argues with Cassius.
“You just want me to bring Sofia there so you can put her on trial,” Malcolm snarls.
I gulp and slowly stand up.
“I will not reject her. I would rather die than give her up,” He yells.
Tears well up in my eyes as Malcolm paces angrily. I pick up my bag and slink out of the room. We just arrived in some wolf pack in Pennsylvania. We were going to veg for a few days before moving on to the Vampire City. I walk down the stairs of the house and past the living room. Rico is on the couch watching TV and doesn’t seem to notice me, so I walk out the front door and stand on the porch.
I hate leaving, but I can’t let Malcolm ruin his who
