The next day passed in a blur of calculated interactions and forced smiles. I went through the motions, engaging with the pack members, assisting Matilda in the kitchen, and even joining a group of young wolves for some playful sparring in the afternoon. The pups love me, I was met with hugs as soon I walked into the dining hall. It felt weird being part of a pack. In my pack, I remember being the only child and having many mothers. Thinking of my childhood pack made me sad, it made me miss my family and my dad.
My mind, however, was constantly aware of the countdown. Five days until my heat. Five days to gain his trust and find an opportunity to escape. If not gain his trust at least make him loosen the surveillance.
As evening approached, I slipped into a comfortable cotton dress and m
