Being Different (editing)

Chapter 18 | Breaks Are More Than Needed...

Okay I need to say two things before I get into this chapter.

One) yes I did change the cover. I thought it needed a change and I'm quite liking this new one and all credit goes to the lovely cover artist CornersOfLifeCovers she did end up making two different covers for this book and you can see the second one if you check out her book!

I want to ask you guys which cover you really prefer because I did think that my old cover was a little to 'happy' because this book is intense and filled with gore I wanted it a little darker since well Ava has a pretty dark past and the fights, action and language in this book also is a little to intense for a happy book cover.

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Two) omg guys we just hit 2k reads and I couldn't be more happy! THANKYOU so much for all your support and kindness that you have shown me and it makes me feel so happy that so many people are enjoying my book, at the start of my writing it was mainly a way to get all my emotions out of my body. I am a very weird and quirky child and with that comes the price of not too many people liking you, then all your friends disliking you and to top it all off with the death of my grandfather (who I loved very much) made me just go berserk. I was in a very bad place for quite a while and I'm glad that I've almost finished with that stage of my life. This book was mainly to get rid of all my bottled up emotions so I felt calmer and less anxious.

I thank you all for loving my book that at the start wasn't really planned to get so many reads.

Your all angels and I couldn't have wished for better readers :D I love you all thank you for reading my book!

On with the story!

I could barley even sleep a peep.

Even as I blinked, my eyes seemed to shoot open from the shock of the situation.

My tail lay as if it wasn't even there anymore all the happiness or anger it once felt had just left and now it was just laying lifeless under the covers along with me. My ears weren't doing much better as they just lay flat on top of my head, only leaning to one side if I happen to turn that way, they even seemed to be failing at there job as I couldn't hear anything around me, just a constant ringing that kept gnawing at the back of my head.

It was literally planned for me to have the shitiest life ever and then have it become even worse by the person that is meant to stand by your side for all eternity.

I literally didn't know what to feel anymore.

So in that spirit I got up and quickly whisked on a bra and panties along with my black singlet, black jeans, combat boots and my daggers which still all seemed to feel perfect even though this world and reality itself seemed so far away from me at the moment.

I ran out of my bedroom making sure to keep my feet as quiet as possible and attempting to calm my fast beating heart as it tried to jump out of my chest. I knew that if my heart was too fast it would lead to a number of wolves jumping out of bed to check on me, but they deserved there sleep.

I felt disgusted by that old Alpha that this pack upset to have, what was his name again, Dickson or something? I barley even remembered to be honest. From what I have heard there old Alpha was just an asshole who was so overcome by the desire of becoming the best and being strong and powerful...