I lost track of how many times I have exhaled and inhaled, my breathing was heavy as I walked between the King Marcus and Lucas who also remained silent, all I could hear is the heavy steps and the loud booming sound of the the boots against the tiled floor.
I exhaled sharply, my heart pounded against my chest, each step I maked felt heavier than the last.
And the weight of what was about to be revealed was already suffocating me, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face what I am about to hear from those warriors.
I wanted to come, I wanted to hear what they had to say, I may be gone from Shadow Walker ppack but that was strill my home, my father's pack, the place where I grew up And whatever words Marcus's warrirors had to say, I know it's about me.
I had spent the last few months under the King Marcus's protection, I had managed to slowly rebuild myself after that deception and betrayal that had nearly shattered my spirit.
