I found myself sitting at the edge of the rooftop of a very tall building.
It was midnight and the entire tall buildings and small buildings had lights that lightened up the night like a thousand fireflies.
"What's the point of being her beta werewolf? I think it's time I resigned. She should find herself a more trustworthy beta werewolf". I muttered and sighed.
There was nothing more heartbreaking than being cast aside by the one you serve, all because they didn't trust you.
'Damien. You know what? Just give me control of our body, let me go and give her a piece of my mind! How could she do this to us?! How dare she make you sad?!'. Darren shouted and hissed. He sounded mad. But I knew that he was purposely doing that to lighten up my mood.
I breathed deeply. "No need, Darren. It's high time I retired, let a new beta werewolf take over my position".