#Chapter 77 – Afterparty

The moment Nic escorts Anton and I back to my room I storm away from both of them. “Juniper!” Anton calls after me, frustrated and mad. “What happened?” Nic asks, baffled, as I stride into the bathroom. “Do you really want to know?” Anton asks, snappier than he usually is. Nic just laughs, but I don’t hear any more as I walk quickly over to the gigantic tub and turn on all the taps, starting to fill it with steaming water. Not that I could hear any more of what they say even without the distance and the tub’s noise, because my wolf is howling, scratching her claws against the edges of my soul like she’s trying to dig through it and burst out onto the other side. Bitch, my wolf snarls, frenzied. Let’s go back – we have to bite her – how dare she, I’ll sink my fangs into her neck – pour her filthy lying blood all over the floor – dance in it - I don’t even bother to counter her, both because any attempts to do so thus far have failed and also because my wolf’s impulses are