Defiance

Elara POV

I nibbled on my fingernail, feeling frustrated and confined. The longer I stayed inside my room, the more claustrophobic it felt. There was no denying that I was restless, my mood growing darker by the second. I was beginning to resent the mates I had, the pack I lived in, and for even being born a shifter. Such undeniable rage could not be controlled and the longer I continued to stew,