I was still processing everything in my mind as I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a warm towel around my wet body, the fabric hugging my skin. I held another towel, damp from my hair, and stared at my reflection in the foggy mirror.
In that moment, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I was no longer trapped in that dreadful pack house, catering to everyone else's desires while neglecting my own needs. I no longer had to endure the never-ending cycle of cleaning and worrying about when I'd get my next meal or punishment.
Alex, my mate, was the most incredible person I could ever ask for. He had been my best friend since childhood, and I despised the day when he was taken away from me. But now, I thanked the moon goddess that he had returned and saved me fr
