Helanie:
I watched Sullivan glare at me, his eyes wide and bulging as if he were seeing a ghost. I could tell he was shocked that I was alive. He had his brown hair styled to the side with a lot of gel in it. Nothing seemed to have changed about him.
Next to him was Larissa, my stepmother, looking angry. She had red lipstick on, with a lot of gloss, and a golden dress. It looked like she had come for a Halloween party.
Then, my eyes landed on my father. The man who couldn't protect me. He didn't seem to have any emotions in his eyes. He was watching me with cold eyes and a bored expression on his face. But there was some emotion he was hiding—probably fear of having to return money to the alpha of the pack, whom he had tricked with the lie of my death.
It was so hard to sit here and witness everything.
