||*ALLISON*||
Waking up in the cellars, I thought of ways to maneuver my way out, but how would I do that? What will I do?
Sometimes, I wonder how life would have been for me if I wasn't born into a wolf pack, and lived a normal life with no power to rule one’s life. Maybe, just maybe, I would have been happy.
Contrary to common perception, one guard thought I was special. A noble lie. How does that fit into his head? Nothing about me is special. As portrayed, I am a cursed freak, and I needed no one to bring it to my attention.
I am a cursed werewolf, since I cannot help myself, I need to accept the truth and face the trial tomorrow with the resolution that it may be my last day. All the odds are against me, and I can’t pass the trail tomorrow, although I just wish I could spend more
