It had been ten months since my heat wave, and it felt like I was as large as a house. I had dispatched Goldie by throwing her in front of the train, and as predicted, not a single girl tried to save her.
She was clearly never liked. Julie and the manager were getting along famously. They had also started catering to a classier clientele that treated the girls much better—some even with luxuries. It seemed everyone was happier.
After being set free from my vengeance, I focused on building my cottage. The Family had helped a great deal to make it happen, and there certainly were a lot of them. In the months that had passed, I met the wolf pack that had come back from their mission. It turns out Edgar's parents had been killed on a hunt a few years back. Since he was a runt and an orphan,
