Hadley’s POV
It’s been roughly three days without food to the best of my knowledge, it’s hard to tell when you sit in permanent darkness, the only light being when four guards’ storm in and slam me to the floor, holding me down for my daily dose of wolfsbane. They then stomp out, slamming the cell door and throw a juice box at me, my only form of sustenance since they cut my food off. I have been trying to ration each one, taking just a sip every few hours, enough to wet my parched throat when it gets too much like sandpaper.
The lack of food is getting to me slowly, we wolves burn calories at a ridiculously high rate, I can’t even do the push ups I was doing when I first got here as all my energy is being used just keeping me alive. My stomach is aching it’s so empty and I’m pretty sure
