Beating For My Doom

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I woke feeling refreshed. The morning sunlight spill into the chamber. The light touched every corner of the room, highlighting its beauty. The golden chandelier hung proudly from the ceiling, and the elegant decorations were well put together. Every detail screamed luxury. The room was enormous, big enough to fit fifty people comfortably compared to my room back in my pack I shook my head. I sat up, yawned, and made my way to the bathroom. I grabbed some toilet paper and finished my business before stepping into the shower and turning it on. The warm water ran over my skin, calming me slightly. But my thoughts wandered, as they always did. My family. My old pack. How were they? Did anyone notice I was gone? Did they even miss me? Did they know where I was? I let out a small, bitte

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