Chapter 8
I morphed into a wolf, mave taking control and not letting my human self lead.
My wolf scrowls, intending to rip off anyone who comes close to capture me but I morphed back, keeping her under control and letting the cruel judgement of caphir take control.
I was locked up for days, having no food or access to water. The only thing that came in mind was the dying hum of my mother.
A prisoner I became over allegations I never thought would be my doings. Heartbroken and depressed, I thought of my aspirations which I never got to fulfill.
The rats became my emotional support, my wretch clothes and my burden heart awaits my persecution.
Watching my life display before my very eyes, I was having regrets. Certainly, the moon goddess had abandoned me.
This was the end and the books would have my name written on it. How I failed my pack as the first female leader.
The ignominy of being imprisoned, every emotions that ever existed, I felt it. I was tired of crying and sobbing with no o
