Grace
One second, I’m hugging my best friend. The next second, I was being yanked out of Winona’s arms. I spun around, coming face-to-face with the blonde b***h, who was helping Prince Jeffrey torture Winona.
She didn’t give me a chance to give her a verbal lashing before she punched me in the face. Sheer rage coursed through my veins as I took that b***h to the ground, and I felt no remorse whatsoever about choking the life out of her.
The thing is… that wasn’t my first run-in with Angela. She was the first she-wolf to start bullying me when I was forced to become a servant at the castle, and she was the meanest. Now… she would be the last. Never again would I allow any of these worthless bitches to push me around.
All of it must have been too much for Winona
