Chapter 108

Freya’s POV

I stare up at nothing in particular, my eyes focused, though they are pointed to the ceiling and… my mind elsewhere.

Again, I cannot tell him much time has passed without a clock or a window to gauge the time, or days that flows.

I’ve been here for longer, but Lucas hasn’t bothered to drop by since the last distasteful exchange between us.

His part was the distasteful part, of course, and he was lucky I wasn’t so pissed to toss his ‘pity meal’ in his face…

My part was justifiable. I was the one kidnapped, and his constant bickering about just how good my sacrifice is for the betterment of the pack’s future sucks every time.

Fuck the pack and its future, they never cared about mine.

And now, he hadn’t returned since, probably his own form of acting out or throwing a fit because I couldn’t be brainwashed by him.

With his absence came the stale watery oat meal served only twice daily as food, and that only left me feeli