Abbie
I stared at the forest surrounding the castle, wishing I could shift and feel the air in my fur and the dirt beneath my paws. I hardly shifted. Mrs. Daley forbade it. The only time I did was in our room back at the or phanage and Ivy would keep a lookout, not that Mrs. Daley came up to our room much, so I used to laze by the window where I could see the moon, feel its rays on my fur. I guess that is where the legend came from for humans about the moon and werewolves, etc. I felt drawn to the moon and night in general. I used to imagine what it would be like to roam freely and explore the woods, instead my paws only knew the floor boards of our tiny room.
Yet so close to the forest the urge was overwhelming and I took a step toward the forest feeling my body tense with the urge to change and realign so I could take my werewolf form. It was freeing the shift, yet also painful because I hardly did it.
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“Abbie!” Clarice calls out to me and I rush back to hang out the towels I was sent out to hang.
“Yes,” I called back, looking toward the laundry door.
“Once done, come help me prepare for dinner,” I nod to her quickly and quickly finish hanging the wash ing out, wondering if maybe I could sneak out while everyone sleeps to shift before I quickly dismiss the thought. The guards may stumble across me and think I was trespassing.
However, later that night I was sitting on the windowsill looking at the castle grounds below. My skin itches with the need to shift, it was a clear night yet as I watched from the window I saw the guards walk ing the forest edge and sighed.
Climbing down, I knew, once again, my only place of solace with my wolf would be confined to this room. Stripping my clothes off, I got to my hands and knees and a violent shudder rippled up my spine and
and clenched my teeth as my bones started breaking and realigning
not to let my claws scratch the floor as I stood on my hind legs before jumping onto the window ledge sitting
on four legs, to zip through the trees and feel the air and heat blow through her fur, I guess I will never know what
heard the door handle twist and I knew I was going to be caught. Lowering my body to the ground, I tried to fit under the bed, yet my fury body was much too big.
and peer around the edge of the foot of the bed. She gasps and
sorry, I promise I was careful I didn‘t scratch the floors, and I will clean up the fur,” I quickly told her, covering myself. Clarice stares at me, and my cheeks burn with embarrassment. I wondered how many
supper,” she says, placing
I will get changed and come down,” I tell her. She stares at me for a second before nodding and
Abbie, if you want to shift, you can go in the woods. Just let the guards know you‘re
you‘re a stranger.” Clarice says and I tug the blanket tighter when I notice Gannon
okay, it won‘t happen again,” I assure her. Her brows furrow,
her for her run,” Gannon
say something but closed his mouth.
some rest, but if you want to shift, you can go to the woods to do so. I have told you Abbie, you aren‘t a prisoner here,” Clarice says before leaving me. Yet she says that, but I am not allowed to see Ivy, or go to that floor. I wasn‘t about
our hopes up and say we could have a break and the moment we did, she would beat us bloody. Or like the time she said we could eat with the children at the dining table, only to humiliate us when we sat down with them. She tossed our food
her. We thought maybe if we worked extra hard and made her happy, she would let us join her and the other children. She had
she gave the scraps to the pigs and we went without. We had been on our best behavior and she promised, even Katrina was excited for us and helped us bake the cake. Yet as we plated our food and went to take our
Read Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall Chapter 8
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Mated To The King’s Gamma novel series by author Jessica Hall updated Chapter 8. TMated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall Novel Read Online ... Abbie and Ivy lived together in an orphanage. parents Abbie was killed by the enemy, now Abbie and Ivy only depend on each other to live. Doyle the enemy who murdered her house now wants to take her. Abbie will kill herself before letting herself be placed in his hands. Doyle wouldn't have me, no he wouldn't be allowed to trespass on me any more, and I knew Ivy would understand.. Follow novel Chapter 8 Chapter 8 at Novelxo.com
Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall Chapter 8
Mated To The King’s Gamma Chapter 8