Chalice.
It felt like I was drowning, like I was falling deep into an abyss that only I could see. Whenever I closed my eyes to sleep, I would always see Leilani's face hovering just above mine, laughing hysterically as she pointed her perfectly manicured finger at me.
That image haunted me so much that I jolted from my sleep, my heavy eyelids slowly peeling open as I stopped to glance around me.
And I noticed to my horror that I was in a holding cell.
A whole me; Chalice Blackthorne, the golden child of Beta Malakai Blackthorne and his wife, was in a holding cell meant for criminals.
Tears stung my eyes. Besides being humiliated like this, what hurt the most was the fact that I now wasn't only the daughter of my parents, but I was this pack's Luna too, and they had no right to treat me this way.
They had no fucking rights!
