ANNE'S POV
The next morning, I was seated languidly on the sofa.
Breakfast has gone quite awkwardly, with Carson and I having a cold war and my recent fight with Nic and the silent hatred between I and Celyn, there was no room for laughter.
Only Cam and Cadel were relaxed since they weren't caught up in any of it.
Nic also had been gloomy all through and hadn't spoke a word to me or anyone else.
Carson had noticed and asked if she was alright but she had just nodded absentmindedly.
Celyn kept passing me sneering looks at the dining table but I just chose to ignore her.
I didn't let her rile me up, it would only lead to further arguments between I and Nicole.
The entertainment news went on and on but my mind was far away.
"Oh if it isn't the defeated werewolf." Celyn's voice rang out snapping me fro……
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