Sophie POV
The last time I stooped down to scrub a floor was four years ago. When I ran away from the pack, I vowed never to do anything that reminded me of the life I left behind.
The only chore I did was my own laundry. I met Krystal shortly after I entered the human world and began working a job that gave me the ability to afford "the cleaning lady."
I never imagined that I would ever do that again. My bones were aching when I finished cleaning the second floor of the building. The muscles in my arms and legs quivered from sheer exhaustion.
I couldn't believe I was back to this life. These last few days felt like a bad dream. As much as I hated to be negative, I knew that the worst was yet to come.
The mistress witch had more evil plans in store for me.
I'd finished my work, an
