Watching the servants scurrying away from her, Kiara's temper began to rise so high that she was tempted to smash everything within her sight.
"How dare that brat talks to me like that!" She fumed out loud.
Her chest was heaving up and down as her boobs were struggling to be let out. She needed something to cool her temper down and she knew exactly where to find it.
Kiara screamed again as she changed into her wolf and ran out of the hall into the thick forest, her mind in deep emotional chaos. She kept running till she diverted to another bush path leading to a lonely lane.
The ever-familiar place that can only soothe her temper. Luckily, Frederick was away for some time. She needed space and someone to cool her temper.
She never stopped running until she came to a cottage in the woods. It was lonely and looked eerie. Even though it looked abandoned, Kiara felt a sense of familiarity and…peace.