I have been a broken shell of a person for many years now. I have been through so much hurt that I stay on the edge always wanting to jump, but unable to leave the ones I love behind. Physical, mental, and emotional abuse has taken its toll. Depression has consumed me, and life has lost its meaning. I no longer find joy only the pain that comes with being with a narcissist. It has helped me in a way. I have discovered I am more than I thought I was. I am stronger, smarter, and more determined than I was made to feel. That there is a force, a power inside me burning to be set free. Looking for acceptance is no longer possible. I have to find a way to accept myself, free my power, and stop him from hurting me again. I may need some help along the way. I don’t trust easy, but I am learning. I am a phoenix that will rise from the ashes, and I will burn him to the ground for all he has done. Now it is my turn to hurt him. My turn to make him feel broken. My turn to push him to the edge.

Skye was no ordinary wolf. Looking for love and acceptance was all she cared about. But what do you do when the one you love gets out of control. How can you stop him from doing the wrong thing, and what happens when the pack realizes they are a puppet on a string.