DEXTERA
The situation at hand was much more of a blessing in disguise, but I didn't find much happiness with the way things turned out.
I was conflicted about being truly grateful and reveling in happiness amidst someone else's misfortune.
Happy that their plans for my retrials failed, I felt for the lives reported to be lost. The heavy chains still bounded my wrists and I was at a loss on how to free myself.
Everyone had their attention on the ongoing chaos in the pack, completely neglecting me in the Sanctum.
Soon, heavy footsteps closed in on the Circle where I knelt, in haste.
I raised my head in the direction of the steps and a masked man dressed in all black stood exactly beside me.
Quickly, he dug his right hand into his black pants’ pocket, bringing out a key. While he ca
