Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 133

Harriette’s POV

That night, we arrived at the Rogue Pack. Both Ella and I. We weren’t supposed to be here together. It was supposed to be just me alone. This was my fight, my mission and it’ll soon become my murder.

Once I was released from prison, Mother gave me a bag. Inside the bag g was a map, a bottle of water, and some leftover bread. We’ve been trained to make do with whatever we have in case of a mission and this is the best I could get. It was more than enough.

I got to the border of our pack and I met Ella waiting for me while resting on one of the rocks. Our pack was situated between high valleys. She lifted her eyes, saw me, and walked towards me.

“I’m going with you, Harriette, and no, you can’t tell me to go back. I already got Mother’s permission. She didn’t tell me about your mission but trust me, we’re in this together,”

Ella said all in one breath. I raised an eyebrow at her, confused about what to say next

“Fine, let’s do this together then, I agreed reluctantly but I was grateful she would be going with me.

For two days, we found our way to the Rogue Pack. We trekked, hitched rides, and slept by the road just to get there. We saw the outside world in a way we’d never done before but we wouldn’t be moved by those material things. They were temporary, our bond with our pack was permanent.

Finally, we arrived at the pack at eleven in the night,

Since we both looked tired and exhausted, our story would be more convincing for us to be accepted into the pack.

Instead of being asked for our story, we were directed towards a building and we were told to wait there.

Right in front of us was a mirror showing our reflection. One of the other two people who arrived with us tried to adjust her hair through the mirror. I looked at myself for a second before I looked away.

Beauty was vanity.

A few minutes into waiting, something flashed across r my eyes. Ella was holding me closely so I had to untangle myself from her so I could focus on

whatever it was.

It came again and this time, it was showing on that mirror. It metamorphosed into its real state. It was a big red wolf, one of its kind. It had a unique, unnaturally red fur. The first I’d even seen to be of that shade. It was huge and it had red eyes that glowed like fire.

I sucked in a deep breath as the wolf stared into my eyes, holding my gaze. My legs suddenly felt weak and I felt suffocated all of a sudden. My mind became wrapped in several images that didn’t make sense to me. It was as if I was in a bondage and something was attempting to break me

free

Out of nowhere, a hand rested on my shoulder and I gasped.

“Are you okay, Harriette?” It was Ella. She had an unusually worried look on her face.

I pointed into the mirror. “Can you see that?”

“See what?” si

She asked.

towards her. She

see it too,

red wolf! You can see it

wrong?” Ella asked. She held my face in

longer there. I blinked

you talking about Ella

“Nothing Don’t worry about

Lassured her.

Chapter 133

faked a smile to pretend everything was fine but

felt when I saw that wolf was indescribable. It was like an itch underneath my

What was that?

brought us to that room opened the

started with your documentation. Usually, when we get new refugees, we get your details and if you’re fit for this pack, we’ll assign you rooms and of course, jobs

He explained.

hand. “By result, do you mean

“Yes”

not to

to the pack empty–handed. I have to finish my mission

two people with us were called first before Ella and I were called into the

some buttons on it. Ella and I shared a look

was probably one of those devil’s gadgets we were

seat and tell me your

The man asked.

seat with each

“I’m Harriette,” I answered,

“I’m Ella,”

“Surnames please,”

before Ella Ella

“Former pack?”

shadow pack,

“Where is it located?”

far away from River

from the

area?” He asked with a

We both shrugged.

“That’s the ho

way we can describe our pack. We don’t really know much about describing

We were able to

“Age”

four by the Alpha and we were turned into slaves. All we had to do was work for them and when we turned eighteen, we asked them to let us leave and look for a better life. They refused so we had no choice but to try to burn down the pack house and when they caught us, they wanted to force us to take the oath of allegiance to the

words out without skipping. I knew how many times I