Chapter twenty-one:

AMELIA’s POV “What the hell had just happened?” I muttered. Amaya slowly rose from the ground, looking at me with shock. “How did you do that? It's…it's not possible. Your wolf is weak, very weak. I perceived it. I can't be wrong!!” She yelled, shifting backwards. If she thought she was more shocked than I, then she was wrong. It must have been the heat of the moment, cause where did that come from? How did I manage to do that? I had always been the target of bullying. Because almost everyone seemed to perceive how weak my wolf was, thus making it easy for them to bully me. The only way I got back at them was through my words. And I had to be careful most times, because I would face the consequences at the end because I couldn't fight back. Since I was young, I had always despised my wolf. Because I couldn't get to fight back when I was being attacked. Maybe if my wolf was strong, I would have been able to escape the Blue moon pack a long time ago, and wouldn't have been sold to red cl