Christina’s Pov
He dragged me somewhere that seemed like a gathering spot, like a square, and he dumped me on the ground like a piece of rag; I stayed on the floor, confused about why he wanted to take my life. People started to gather out of curiosity. I was doomed, surrounded by other humans or, should I say, wolves. I was still taking in that they existed, and I might also be one of them. No one had explained to me why we were being pursued in the first place, and now my life was about to be taken from me. I do not know the reason or have a say; the least I could do was ask why. Surprisingly, people were eager to see my execution; they all gathered around like their favorite show was playing and they were called to watch it.
"Why do you want to kill me? Why are you doing this?" I aske
