Chapter Twenty-Four. Sadistic.
Hannah’s Point of View.
I swear to you that my cousin is a closet sadistic b***h. Apparently, I had nose hairs that needed to be taken care of.
Yeah, that is what she said. Thanks, Becca!
Okay, maybe it was me who mentioned I had noticed them, and she didn’t disagree. but she did say that she would get rid of them for me. But at this point, that is semantics.
The result of that statement is me sitting with tears streaming down my face, after running around my bedroom in my personal suite at the Silvermoon Packhouse, screaming like a stuffed pig.
Yeah, I kid you not, I have never known pain like it, and I have fought against werewolves in more than a couple of battles! Now the queen of f*****g pain is wanting to pull the other stick thing covered in
