Mate's Vengeance
Somewhere in the distance, wolves were howling-a training exercise, maybe, or just pack members running for the joy of it.
She'd forgotten what that felt like. Joy. Freedom. The simple pleasure of running on four legs with the wind in your fur.
Would she ever feel that again?
*Focus*, she told herself sharply. *You're not here to feel. You're here to destroy.*
The front entrance was clearly for formal occasions. A smaller door to the side was marked "Service Entrance - Staff Only." Sera hesitated, then chose the service entrance. She was here to interview for a maid position, after all. Better to start as she meant to go on.