I rolled my eyes inward when Karl walked into the hospital room. 'This guy never lets up.' I thought to myself, but outwardly, I smiled as if I was happy to see him.
They weren't the only ones who could be hypocritical. Didn't they smile in my face and mock me about being disgusting behind my back? Then I could do the same to them.
"Hey Val." Karl walked over to my bed and greeted me with a smile.
I felt my insides turn with nausea and nearly vomited just from looking at that hypocritical face. However, I held myself back.
I still needed him. If I were to stay in the pack for a day, I needed Karl for that day.
Before Karl arrived at the pack three years ago and pretended to befriend me, I faced worse torture than I was experiencing now.
I got beatings everyday like a medicine dose. Anyone in the pack, even the omegas could kick me as they passed by for absolutely no reason and no one would say a thing.
