Princess of Rouges

Lucas

Do you want to know how long it takes to make breakfast for 80 people, well... wolves actually, it takes forever, wolves eat so much food so it looks like I'm cooking for 200 people.

Three hours, three god damn hours it takes to cook them all breakfast, and I'm doing it in my own.

Once I was done and put down the last plate everyone came rushing into the dining room, of course they all stopped as soon as, he, came in, the asshole.
the soon-to-be-alpha who just makes it his job to ruin my life.

Once he sat down, everyone followed, I started to silently head towards the door hoping I wouldn't get yelled at or anything.

"Milly!" The soon to be alpha exclaimed, what was his name? Lucas! That was it, "y-yes" I stuttered out, he just glared at me, I gulped shakily, "clean the bedrooms" he stated, I nodded meekly.

I turned around mumbling under my breath, "stupid alpha" of course I forgot about the werewolf hearing, everyone went silent and I froze in my spot.

I felt something whiz past my face causing me to get dazed, once I realised what had happened I looked at the wall where sat a silver tipped dagger deeply embedded into the wall

"Next time I won't miss" He announced.

Lucas that asshole, I felt a new surge of confidence and a memory appearing in my mind, everyone seemed to notice and took a step back, my hand slipped around the knifes handle and with a swift yank it came out of the wall, I stalked towards Lucas and as I stood next to him I slammed the knife down into the table in between his fingers.

"My name isn't Milly, It's Brooklyn" I growled out angrily, someone gasped dramatically, "fuck you" I spat and walked out of the pack housr, slamming the door behind me.