Christy
I was woken by the sounds of the pack’s excitement. The feeling in the pack made me nervous and scared and I suddenly felt vulnerable and alone. Tears began streaking down my cheeks as fear began to overwhelm me.
“Hey. Are you in pain? What’s the matter?” Deborah asks me. She’s the one sitting with me today.
“What’s going on? Are we under attack?”
“No, I’m not sure exactly what’s going on. I can find out if you want me to,” she says, but I shake my head quickly.
“Don’t leave me. Please don’t leave me,” I say to her.
“I’m right here. You’re safe,” she says soothingly. I’m not sure I’ll ever feel safe again. Every time I close my eyes, I see him. I’m back in that bathroom with Arlo, terrified, dominated, and abused. Luna Yara said I could go back to the packhouse today, but I’m
