Chapter 4. Reject

Adrianna’s POV

“Kill her!”

“Burn her to death!”

“Yes, burn the witch princess!”

The hate was everywhere, faces twisted with rage, hands throwing stones, voices screaming curses at me. People I once called my pack, people who once smiled at me, now spitting venom and cursing at me as the guards dragged me out of the pack house.

The cold chains that had been clamped onto my wrist bit painfully, cutting deeply into it as the guards roughly and forcefully pulled me into the street.

My heart sank immediately when I saw where they were taking me. It was no other than the main square, where the execution was usually carried out.

My knees weakened immediately, tears hot and painful rolling down my cheeks. Around me were people, people who once bowed to me, people who once cheered for me, and looked at me with respect, now staring at me like I was filth, as if I was a monster they couldn’t wait to get rid of.

Alaric and Giselle re