Neo POV
Sitting in the dim light of my room, the only glow came from my laptop screen, flickering images of discipline and control from a site not known to the softer souls of our world. "Reform and Remold," the website promised, a place for werewolf alphas to send their wayward sisters, daughters, and female pack members to learn obedience, far from the forgiving eyes of their families. The camp, masked as a reformatory institute, was nothing short of a prison, its programs designed not to nurture but to break.
As I scrolled through the testimonials, a twisted part of me lit up with a perverse satisfaction. The descriptions of the camp's regimen detailed a tortuous journey through rigorous physical trials that pushed the inhabitants to their limits, breaking them down to rebuild them a
