Dawn
“I see you haven't learned much,” a voice I'd come to recognize said through the pitch-black darkness.
I couldn't respond. My mouth was sealed as pain reverberated through my being. What I felt was worse than what I felt when I was conscious.
“You thought you could escape it by coming here?” He asked.
I whimpered. I didn't think I could escape anything. It was too much and I needed relief. I wanted it to stop.
“I cannot help you,” the old Alpha sighed. “You're the only one that can help yourself. It's high time you realize that.”
Most of what he said sounded like gibberish. I could hardly process anything. Not when it felt like my back was being pulverized.
“Help,” I croaked. I felt weak. Like if my soul was slipping away from me.
“You're killing yourself. Set your wolf free.
