Rachel E. Carter

I__ not that pitiful little girl you bullied last year.

I told you not to trust a wolf,_ he continued. His words dripped like honeyed venom. __ecause it would only ever want to break you._ Darren let out a small, harsh laugh. __aven__ you figured it out yet? I__ the wolf, Ryiah. I guess what I really should have told you was to never trust a prince, but that__ not quite as memorable.

I know exactly who you are._ I took a step forward, and another, until I was standing right in front of him. Then my words turned to ice. __ou are the selfish, spineless son of a king who is too afraid to be his own man. You would rather hide behind your status than fight for something that could actually mean something._ There, that felt good. __nd it__ a shame, really it is, because, according to you, I was the one true friend you had.