Kaida's POV
The pain was sharp, really really sharp. I clamped my hands over my mouth to cover the agonizing cries.
I laid on the forest floor, with tears streaming down my face freely. Inside, I cried out to Nyx, my useless wolf, wondering why I was cursed with such weakness.
If only I were as strong as the other werewolves, maybe my Cinderella story would have been different.
Maybe I wouldn't have been treated like a slave in my own home by my stepmother and step sister. Maybe I would have been mated to the beta instead of my step sister. It was too late for ‘maybes’ right now.
"Nyx, please! Help me get up!" I pleaded silently, even though I knew it was futile.
My leg was caught in a trap, and I needed strength to pull myself free. The river, marking the border of the Frostmoo
