Lisa's POV
I drifted in and out of sleep all day, fighting to stay awake, but exhaustion was taking a toll on me. The cell was dimly lit, and through the small window, which was far too high for me to reach, I could tell night had fallen once more. The moon’s light spilled into the cramped room, casting eerie shadows on the walls.
My eyes settled again on my father's decaying body, lying lifeless in the corner. I swallowed back the pain that choked me, the stench from his body filling every inch of the cell. His skin had grown pale, sickly, and his smell was suffocating, but I had long since stopped covering my nose. I was too used to it now.
My fingers absently rubbed the choker clamped around my neck as I wished I could communicate with my wolf. I missed her so much, and the feeling o
