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The Room

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Alora

Nissa led me to the 3rd floor of this massive mansion, “A lot of us single wolves live here, it’s rather like being in a college dorm, or at least that’s what it always reminds me of. The kitchens serve 3 meals a day, and there’s snacks left out all the time. Each floor also has its own little kitchen area with a fridge, microwave, pantry full of snacks, and stuff like that. It’s all community so you can help yourself to anything. We all take rotations at different jobs for the pack, like helping in the kitchens, or helping in the kids area, or guard rotations, even maintenance sometimes.” 

I didn’t comment, just nodded when she looked at me. I was visually cataloging everything. I was looking at exits, entry points, locations where people would be located, possible ambush points, or places where it would be easier to be cornered and attacked. My wolf kind of whined in my head, and I just explained by thinking to her about what happened to me as a kid. Then I saw her seem to lower herself to her belly and wag her tail, like she was saying sorry, or trying to make me feel better. It was kind of weird, but I was trying to work with it. 

The door she opened led to a nice room, there was a queen sized bed, the wood was pine, and the bedding was a homemade quilt, with a lot of different colors. There were matching end tables, and a lamp on each. There were hardwood floors, and several rugs were thrown around. There was a chest of drawers, a desk, and two other doors I could see. 

“Those two doors lead to the closet and the bathroom. The bathroom is always stocked, but if you need something specific, there's a town not far from here where we go on supply runs. So, either when you join a supply run, or you can put a request in for things to be picked up with the supplies.” Again when she looked at me I just nodded. 

“Well, I need to turn in a report about today. So, let me know if you need anything, or you can find Killian in his office or the control room with security usually. There’s a lot of outdoor space of course, there’s acres that we have here for our wolves to run on, and there’s several well maintained gardens, so you can always head out there. Feel free to poke around and check things out as well. She smiled and did a little wave as she left and closed the door behind her.” 

I walked to the closet and opened it. I wasn’t surprised to find it empty, I mean no one was living in this room obviously, and I sure as hell didn’t have shit, so there’d be nothing to put in it. I looked in the chest of drawers and was surprised to find some generic basics in here. There were several unopened packs of panties and bras with tags, in several sizes. Then there was a drawer with plane t-shirts in neutral colors in several sizes. Then another had matching shorts to the t-shirts, and the last one was sweatpants that matched the t-shirts. So, that was good. I could shower and scrub myself and then put on clean clothes. 

I grabbed several things, not really knowing what sizes might still fit me, but I would make it work. I went into the bathroom and was slightly impressed that it was nice. There was a walkin shower and a separate garden tub. Also there was a basket of different soaps, shampoos, conditioners, toothbrushes in plastic, and toothpaste. I brushed my teeth like 4 times. Then I grabbed up shampoo, soap, and conditioner and headed to the shower. I purposely avoided looking into the mirror. I had learned a long time ago that it was best to avoid mirrors unless absolutely necessary.

I’m not honestly sure how long I spent in that shower. I know I scrubbed myself for a really long time, and I spent a bit of time sitting in there convincing myself the water running down my face wasn't really tears. It didn’t seem to matter how many times I scrubbed and scrubbed, I didn’t feel clean, even when I finally gave up and got out. I put on clean underwear that was just plain boyshorts. I avoided anything remotely sexy, even before this bullshit. A plain t-shirt bra was next, and I did notice that my ribs were clearly visible under my breasts, and I noticed my protruding bones a few other places as well. 

Being october the weather is changing, so especially considering that it’s probably evening, or soon will be, I decided to go with sweats and a t-shirt, not to mention I don’t like showing skin much. I did notice something though. I used to have a lot of scars from my childhood. When I looked at my skin while drying off and putting on clothes today, I didn’t see the scars anymore. I honestly wasn’t sure how I felt about that. 

I was done getting dressed, and started pulling open drawers in the bathroom and found several brushes, and they looked new, or new enough. I wasn’t really picky about that kind of stuff. I brushed out my long brown hair, and managed to get it wrestled into a braid. It was pretty thick with a lot of natural waves to it, so sometimes it fought me on it. I even found a bunch of ponytail holders so I managed to keep it secure. Then I threw what I had been wearing in the trash and shoved it down. 

I managed to find some slipper shoe things in the closet back corner, and they had a solid rubber sole, so I put some on, though they were big on me. Then, I left the room and went searching. Again, I cataloged everything, it was so ingrained in me, I couldn’t shut it off. So, I made my way down to the bottom of the steps. I remember Nissa had said that there was a garden, so I started trying to find a door outside. 

Eventually another girl was walking by and I guess she saw the confusion on my face, “Is there something I can help you find?” 

“Ah, the door outside, Nissa said there was a garden.” she smiled and walked me to it and I nodded as I opened the door, and I rushed out into the fresh air. Being cooped up in that fucking cement room made me want to not have walls around me, to be here in the open air, smelling non contaminated air. 

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll get the fuck out, and leave Killian alone.” I turned to see a sour face on a tall blond with a tight short skirt, and a crop tank top.

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