Veil. “Ouch, that hurts, Gilly!” I scream as Gilly massages my arms that I strained earlier in the fields where Emma had ordered me to cultivate. It's a barren land, but Emma's orders were specific: plant poppy seeds on the whole acres of barren land, nurture them until they grow, and transform them into the pain-killers the pack members suffering from Shiftbane will use to dull their pain. I've been stuck in the fields for four days now, surviving on a morsel of food, while executing Luna's orders. She made sure no one helped me, not even Gilly, and placed guards to serve as watchdogs for me. I saw hell in the field, literally. The lands are not receptive to the seeds I'm planting, and it's killing me. My skin has grown tanned from working under the harsh sun without stopping. Fortunately, orders came in, probably from her, asking me to return to the pack house, and here I am, swimming in pain from the blisters and strains on my arms and feet. The back of my eyes burn when G
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