The morning came with the same dread it always did. My mind was already racing. Today, I told myself, it has to be today. I have to find a way to leave
I don't even understand how because my wolf can't even stand hearing me talk about leaving Astor.
Every day here was worse than the last, a slow tightening of the rope around my chest. Astor seemed to enjoy watching me struggle, like a cat playing with a mouse it knew couldn't run far.
I was sitting up, pulling the sheet tight around me, when the door burst open. I flinched, expecting one of Astor’s guards, or maybe Astor himself, here to start the day’s torture.
But it wasn't a guard.
It was a small, fast blur of energy.
"Mommy!"
The single word hit me like a physical blow, knocking the air right out of my lungs.
Marco.
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