Ashlyn
We are about an hour out of Blue Moon now. I was in a black oversized hoodie, black sweatpants, and wool socks. Derek carried me from the cabin to the truck we were taking. I was riding shotgun while Derek drove, and Matt, a warrior/ medic, took the back seat.
They didn’t have a hairbrush or ties, so Matt ran in to find them when we passed a gas station. He didn't find a brush, but he did find a couple of hair ties. We are in the middle of nowhere, after all. I could pull my hair back into a messy bun so I looked better.
The closer we got to the pack border, the more anxious I became. My body was shaking, and I was trying hard not to throw up. You would think that after everything I went through, I would be excited to go home and to be free, but I feel even more trapped. Now, I h
