REINA
It was morning and the sun was already up when I decided to get down from the tree to continue my journey to the mansion in the Blackwater pack.
Of all the torture that happened in the past year, the worst of all is the fact that my head has been quiet ever since. I've not been able to communicate with my wolf at all. Whatever drugs they have been administering to me have been suppressing my werewolf side. Now, I can imagine what Mark went through during his time in Blade Pack.
I know many of you must have been wondering how in the goddess' name I found myself in this situation. Well, I'll just have to take you back to over a year ago when this whole situation began.
A year ago…
Over the years, I have been making significant progress with the Shaman and Healer Maya too. In two y
