Third Party POV
It has been a month. A month since Maeve left her home and loved ones to be with a mate who didn’t care for her. Her wolf was becoming less and less present in her mind since the feeling of rejection started to set in. She was starting to lose weight and weaken due to not being able to stomach many of her meals and being worked tirelessly to the bone day in and day out.
The rare glimpses of sunlight in Maeve’s life were the few small words she was able to exchange with Anja who had served her food on the first day. Anja was still frightened to talk to Maeve but when they believed they could not be overheard by another pack member they would exchange pleasantries.
It wasn’t exactly a friendship, Maeve thought while lying in her bed after work, but it was more than what
