CHAPTER 7
~~DAISY'S POINT OF VIEW~~
—US: Ashford pack.
~~4 Days to Christmas. Age-26+.~~
The air was a bit damp,the breeze blew over, scattering my carefully tucked hair, which I had tied into a knot after I was released from prison very early this morning from the human prison in the US.
I served for just three years, my sentence was reduced. I don't know what happened, but I'm a little grateful I'm out of there. I rolled the window down, peeking outside to see where they were taking me, and my lips twitched into a small smile once I saw the banner. It read, "Welcome to Ashford Pack."
Ashford Pack is not far from mine—Blue moon pack. It's just a couple of minutes more, and we'd be at my home. I can't wait. As the car drove, I thought of all that had happened to me.
It's still quit
