Chapter 6. A Talk

MORGANA’S POV

Reece shoves me inside the alpha’s room as he was commanded by the alpha.

“You better pray real hard the Alpha’s in a good mood today. After that show you just pulled out there, you’ll need a god on your side.” Reece says scornfully before leaving me alone in the room.

Looking back on what I just did, I realize how stupid I acted. I acted on emotion and not logic and I might get killed for it. If they could punish a slave for stealing bread, I wonder what they’ll do to me for interrupting the punisher.

I can’t get killed now. I haven’t even made any progress with my plans to overthrow the werewolves yet. If I die now, everything will be for nothing. My time as a slave, me coming to the castle, my whole life would mean nothing.

I pace around the room thinking about what I can do to make my situation better. I’m totally going to die. My plans to save the human race have been ruined by my own emotions.

I’m pacing around the room as the