Chapter 84

• PAMELA
• I stood on the window in Vannesa's room marvelled at how Catriona is being treated like a rug by that rotter ghost camouflaged in Luciana's skin. It drives me nuts that-that sham is using my image to make Catriona look nutty in front of the pack's eyes. In this state I'll die with apprehension if I don't get down there and expose that venom to everyone. Jayden is an Alpha, isn't he supposed to see that she's not luciana? The question dried on my lips when he took her hand in his and took her away. Wow… I can't believe him. He's hurting Catriona. I feel bad for her.
• Aguishly, defeated, I leisurely distanced myself from the window and sat on a small solid wood coffee table, recalling Catriona's upsetting eyes when her boyfriend chose her friend who she thinks is me over her. I buried my face in my hands with a heavy sigh feeling like a loser. "What is the use of being a witch when I can't help my friend?" She must be hating me now.