I am taken off the arena and back to the cells, this time my legs are chained together as if I could go anywhere. I am locked back into the cell where I once was. The injury on my back is far from healing due to the wolfsbane poisoning my bloodstream. I gasp for air each time as tears stream down my eyes, I have no one else to blame but myself.
I should have left when I had the chance or I could have died trying, if I had known that this would be my fate then I wouldn’t turn back when Edward came for me.
I have never done anyone wrong, not once, yet my life has been from one hell to another. Maybe the moon goddess cursed me specially, perhaps I was the bearer of the curse for the pack.
My back stings and my knees are weak, I am not sure I can last two days in this cell, my eyes are blur
