Cemil's POV
I shivered as I desperately wished the blanket I was currently hogging would actually do what it is supposed to do; provide me some heat. But alas, the useless blanket did nothing but that and I was so cold and hungry.
I don't know how long I've been here and I tried at first but it was impossible to keep track of time. The cell I was held in was so dark and I doubt if I could see if I had not been a werewolf because despite being a werewolf with enhanced sight, I was barely making out my surrounding.
It had not been an easy fit but I was getting used to being here. The food tasted nothing like food but it was all I had so I had to eat it. Like how the guards mocked, I should be lucky I was getting something instead of nothing so I had to be grateful and eat the food.
