~Amara~
A few days after the sudden end of the Friday dinner, it felt like everything was back to normal again. Not the usual ‘good’ normal because there would never be anything good about this Pack, but at least no one was scared of any werewolf getting murdered anymore.
Adrik hasn’t made any stupid advances towards me too and I’ve been on my lane, just doing the daily chores that were meted out to me while trying to find a way to escape. I was sure that Elsie would have been contacted by her cousin and by now would know that I’d been missing for weeks.
I suddenly grazed the floor so hard that the skin on my knuckle came off. In frustration, I dumped the washcloth that I’d been using to scrub the floor and stood, inspecting my now bloodied knuckle.
I tried to wipe the blood with a fin
