Lyssera's POV
That night, it rained heavily with thunder. The temperature grew colder. It had been a long time since it last rained in this pack.
I didn’t turn off the bedroom light but could see the blazing light in the sky through the window, whose gray curtains I’d pulled aside.
I curled up in fear, the blanket covering me, but I couldn't look away from the window.
I desperately wanted to follow my heart.
I opened the window and stood there, feeling the cold wind bite my skin, staring at the dark sky, which would lighten with lightning, and letting the rain soak my upturned hands.
Unfortunately, I have a fear of thunder. It reminds me of the canings I received at Alpha Johannes’ house. For some reason, I was always punished during rainstorms with raging thunder.
The prison in his
