Chapter 28
Prue I flopped onto the bed and let out the loudest, most dramatic exhale I could muster. Thank the freaking Goddess for wolf-speed – because if I had to do that laundry chore at normal human pace, I’d have died of boredom on the spot. No way was I going to stand around in that tiny, suffocating basement, waiting for the machines to finish their stupid cycles. Please. I set a timer on my phone and bolted the second I could, retreating to my room like it was a bunker. Netflix was waiting, and honestly? I needed to forget who I was and this nightmare of a place I was stuck in. I desperately needed something – anything – to remind me that there was a world beyond this pack prison. That’s how much my situation sucked. By the time I dragged myself back to fold the mountain of clothes, I’d alr
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