Aria
I drag myself to the front door of my house. I am tired, having walked a long way from Ryder's pack, all the way to the lycanthropy pack.
I am short of breath as I fall in front of the door, panting heavily to catch some air.
Phew, what a distance covered within such a short time.
Actually, it was the whole day.
I look up at the darkening sky, the sun has gone to sleep, while the stars are out in their full glory, painting the sky. The evening breeze blows gently all over my face reminding me how tired I am.
I am thirsty, and hungry.
King Thorold just is not very nice to me.
I manage to get to my feet, and open the door. I just want to take my bath, then have something to eat at least.
I walk inside hoping father would not be in the living room, but boom what I see makes my stomach churn.
My father is shirtless, sitting on the couch with a woman half naked, sitting with her legs wrapped around him. They are passionately stroking, and kissing themselves.
