Chapter 53

I was on the cold floor of somewhere familiar: the dungeon area. But I was not free to move around as my mother could do when she was here. One of my legs was shackled to the wall, limiting how far I could move if I wanted to. 

A dull headache clutched my head and my throat was very dry. Memories about the night came rushing into my mind and I exhaled sharply. Of course, my mind would not let me forget that I messed up; that my plan was sh*t. 

Of course, I would be reminded that I was just full of myself, thinking that I could be courageous or strong enough to avenge my pack and myself. I was delusional. Even in a new life and with a different body that was much stronger and healthier than before, I was still weak. 

I had failed. And worse of all, I had not drowned alone. I pulled in Jade and my mother with me. The only good things that actually came out of all this were meeting him, and freeing the prisoners. It made me feel a bit better; just a tiny bit.&