Maya POV
They keep me restrained for two days. Strapped to the examination table while my body slowly remembers how to be human. Or wolf. Or whatever I'm supposed to be.
Konstantin visits every few hours. Taking samples. Running tests. Asking questions I'm too exhausted to answer. He treats me like a specimen under glass. Something fascinating but not quite alive.
On the third day, he finally releases the restraints.
"Can you stand?" he asks.
I try. My legs shake but hold. Everything hurts. My bones ache like they've been broken and reset. My skin feels too tight, stretched over muscles that don't quite fit right anymore.
"Good." He hands me clean clothes. Simple gray pants and shirt. Prison clothes. "Get dressed. I want to show you something."
"I don't want to see anything." My voi
