It was well past midnight when Alpha Daniel's guard finally had me retrieved from the ice - cold cellar.
I was a pitiful sight, my body a ghastly shade of blue - purple from the extreme cold. The pack healer examined me with a solemn expression, his prognosis dire: the frigid air had penetrated deep into my legs, and I was doomed to a life of disability.
It was the third day that Sara promised me.
I was loaded into a carriage, and as soon as I laid eyes on my mother, whom I hadn't seen in a decade, the dam of my emotions burst. I rushed into her embrace, my sobs echoing through the still night air.
After spending three days and nights in a wild frenzy with Sherry, Alpha Daniel at last remembered my existence.
He made a flimsy excuse to return to the mansion, only to be met with the ne
