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Every day for over a week I came to the dining hall for food. It was the only time I left my room and thankfully Blake didn't bother me. He thought he was breaking me down, but he was only building me up. Pain was all I knew and from now on, it would make me stronger.

I felt him take others throughout the day, even when he was away from the pack house, and I felt the burning most of the night, but the pain was becoming less. It wasn't going away; it was just becoming my new norm in life.

Burning flames ignited in my chest for hours at a time. It was nothing I couldn't handle though. My entire being seemed to be a punching bag for the supernatural world.

I figured out that the men I sat around at the dining hall were our pack warriors, and they didn't care much for our new Alpha either. They would never speak such betrayals, but I cracked their code word, demon wolf, as a reference to Blake. Coincidentally, that was the same code name I had for him too. Maybe I was just making it more