VALERIE
Caleb and I have settled into a routine, a morning meeting that always made me look forward to every day. For the first time in years, I had felt like living in an actual sense. Every day felt like a blessing, a hope for a better future.
I had almost given up hope in captivity, praying for death to engulf me once and for all to end this life, except I did not know what awaited me at the end of the dark tunnel.
Caleb and Hunter, after breakfast, went to attend a meeting with someone from the Council, giving me ample opportunity to explore the mansion by myself. In the last few days, I made a friend, Rose, serving as the maidservant in the pack house. She was an orphan brought into the pack house by Caleb’s father, the alpha then.
I hoped to take Rose’s help arranging the book
