Sasha
The hours passed at a painfully slow pace. I walked back and forth in my room like a trapped beast, trying to find a solution to this problem. However, every situation I envisioned resulted in failure.
When night descended, a recognizable face showed up at my doorstep. Mia looked worried, her eyes showing concern.
"Hey Sasha, are you there?" "Are you alright?" she inquired gently.
I chuckled in a bitter manner. "Is that alright? I am going to assist in attacking my old pack. How is it even possible for me to be alright?
Mia entered and shut the door. She whispered urgently, "This is not required of you." "We could discover a solution to help you escape from this place."
Hope suddenly surged in my chest for a brief instant. However, reality promptly snuffed it out. "And where do
