When I woke up I was in a dark, dusty, rock cavern. Locked into a makeshift cell with metal bars. The floor was dirt and it smelled musty.
The only light came from well-placed candles around the cells.
I didn’t recognize any of it.
I tried to rack my brain to remember how I got here.
I remember seeing Patrick in the lake with Victoria.
I shouldn’t have been watching them.
I know they are mates. They are meant to be together. But I couldn’t help feel the pain of my heartbreaking.
I should be the one making love to Patrick. Like we had so many times before.
I met Patrick when I was new to the pack lands.
Others ostracized us but he was kind to my mother and I. He would bring us food. He became my friend.
Later he became my lover.
He was my rock when my mother passed onto the
