Chapter 65

(Aurora’s POV)

My stomach grumbled, but that was the very least of my worries; every part of my body was in pain, but I was still in a better state than the other women of my age here, the women who had now been turned into whores by the guards. I hated them.

Would they have done that to me if Alpha Damien hadn’t given me that rule?

I couldn’t guess the answer to that; they had all been scared of Nate, and none of them had touched me—at least not in that type of way—but I see the little things; they do not go away when I want to change; they watch me; some just love the forbidden fruit, as that seemed to be the sweetest to them. There is pure darkness in here, and so I change. Even if I know they are watching me, their werewolf senses help them see in the dark, but mine don’t... I couldn’t feel my wolf.

My wolf is weak and starved. The idea that she might never run in the woods and feel the fresh air against her fur was killing her, and it was killing me too