Arwen
I smile as I watch the pack members dance and drink from my perch on a chair. Father decided to throw me a Welcome Home party. It was so nice of him, and the Alpha and Luna organized everything within minutes.
There is a table filled with food and drink, things I have not had since I was a child. Things I have not seen since I last lived here. It all looks so delicious!
However, I have not eaten much because I don’t have a big appetite. I was not permitted to eat much before coming here. Alpha Ivar would ration what I ate. When I did something Ivar didn’t agree with, he would punish me. I would be locked in a dark wooden box, much like a coffin, for days. There were holes poked in the lid of the box so I could breathe, since the box would be left outside, no matter the weather. Th
