ROSIE
Dominic couldn't think of a better punishment, really.
I silently curse him though I'm sure he didn't mean bad when he chose this as my punishment. Or maybe he f*****g do.
No patrol shifts. No cleaning duty. No audience to witness whatever form of shame he could've picked. At least he still he still have a soul, but I think I'd have picked that over this even if it meant glaring at wolves pack members.
Instead, I'm boxed in. Four plain walls, one narrow window that barely lets in the light, and a desk with a pen and a notebook I'm supposed to write an apology on.
How creative.
I sit with my knees tucked to my chest, the pen twirling between my fingers. Its click is the only sound that fills the room besides my own breath.
I glance at the page again.
Cassie, I'm sorry. The w
