Isaac Pov
Eli wasn’t as I expected him to be. I assumed when I first ran into him that he’d be someone I’d have to torture for information, but after he submitted to me I felt his sincerity, I felt his truth, and I felt his pain. His story was even worse.
I had him on my back, my arms looped under his knees as his hands gripped my shoulders. His hair was about chin length and kept tickling my ear whenever he leaned over to point where we were supposed to go. “My parents were banished from our pack in Arizona when they were younger. Something about my mom tried to beat up the luna, and my father punched the luna for fighting back. From there, they were wanderers. When I was born, I actually had a twin sister, her name was Erica. Erica and I were sold to a group of men, used as slaves. Yo
