She's exhausted.
Extremely tired that she was now seeing things in a blur or a split of two making her head pound heavily.
Diane had been nothing but a witch to her, seeing her in pain gave her pleasure and happiness, and seeing her at the brink of death was a soothing relief but Vasperia had sworn not to let her have the satisfaction of seeing her tears.
After she was done washing the arrogant Alpha's wear, she went to the Mining dungeon as requested by Raze. The Raw stench of muddy earth and iron hits her nose as she sees endless work to do to keep them busy for years.
They were mining, drilling, and digging all sorts of oil minerals. Thousands of barrels were sent out every day and new slaves were added every day. She even met her fellow wolves who were captured from different packs
