Chastity
The treats laced with magic that Magda fed me had me feeling much more myself. Though, I couldn’t say that it really was me that I felt like. There wasn’t a time that I could recall not being afraid, but I found myself with a sense of courage blossoming under my surface. It was as if the chains of grief and trauma were being broken away little by little, liberating me to be the woman I was meant to be.
Slade and I had come to an unusual understanding. I had given in to his insistence that I remain in his room, but he had agreed that he would sleep as his wolf. This meant that when it was time for me to go to bed, he would move into the walk-in closet to strip and shift and then let himself into the main room through the accordion door that closed it off from the room. He would
