Olivia’s p.o.v: I woke up to sunlight falling on my eyes. I sat up removing the blanket off my body and looked at the watch, my eyes instantly widen when I saw that I was five minutes late. "Oh no." I sighed audibly in dismay and hurriedly started to get ready. I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and braided them quickly; More like in the speed of the wind. I didn't risk making a ponytail. Because last time I'd done that, the pack slut who thought I'm the ugliest person yet was still jealous of me cut some of my hair lengths; I loved my hair and when I saw her cutting my hair did feel bad but I had no right to argue or object, I was just like a slave in this pack; Not that I'd always been treated like this but life wasn't the same anymore. I wore a gray shirt, black leggings and hurried to reach the kitchen, I quickly went downstairs praying all the gods in my mind to save me from facing anyone's wrath. But As soon as I reached the kitchen my eyes met with those dark brow
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