It took a while for things to start feeling normal again. Things weren't settling into place right away, and I had many restless nights of thinking about my kidnapping and the killing. I'd wake up in a cold sweat, a heavily breathing mess. Zanthus would wake up with me every time, and he rubbed my back until I fell back asleep.
He was patient with me, and I appreciated that. I appreciated the effort he put into making me feel like myself again. It made me grateful that I fought to survive, even though I hit my points where I had wanted to give up. I did things that made me question my morals and sanity, but in the end it was for the best. I was back home, safe. I felt like a new woman, because a new strength burned within me.
The women had been returned to their rightful pack, and Zanthu
