Mika
"Come here, beautiful; you know you want to play," one of the intimidating rogues taunted, a sly grin spreading across his shadowed face. The alleyway loomed around me, dark and foreboding, with the stench of dampness and despair hanging around me.
I felt a cold chill grip on my spine as I realized I had no energy left to run, my legs trembling beneath me. Panic surged through my veins, but I was paralyzed by fear and fatigue. There were no allies in sight—just the echo of their laughter filling the silence. All hope seemed to evaporate, and I couldn't shake the feeling that this was my end.
"The little shewolf, feeling utterly lost and alone. The rain poured down around me, washing away any warmth I might have felt as the city's shadows threatened to engulf me. 'It's not safe to w
