Mona paced her room like a caged wolf, her fingers twitching and her eyes clouded with rage and confusion.
Her heart raced, not out of fear, but out of frustration.
*I need someone to talk to. I'm going mad in here,* she thought, gripping the edge of a nearby table.
Throwing a dark cloak over her shoulders, she stormed out of her room. The guards outside instantly moved behind her like shadows.
She paused, turned sharply. "Don't follow me. I need to be alone. I'll be fine."
They looked at one another, uncertain.
"I said I'll be fine!" she snapped, this time with the full authority of an alpha. They quickly stepped back, bowing slightly, not daring to argue.
Mona walked through the dimly lit corridors, her boots making soft echoes on the floor. Her mind was flooded with too many thoughts at once.
*Why now? Why is everything spinning out of control?
I need answers and I need them fast* Mona thought to herself.
