Caly’s POV
I have been in this room forever. It's been days since I visited with Maggie. I doubt highly that I still need daily medical care, but they have no place left to put me. Correction no place they want to put me. If I was moved to another part of the pack-house, they would obviously need to tell other people that I exist. Alpha Stavros would probably prefer that I go back to the cells, except I doubt Dumb and Dumber would voluntarily keep me there. Beta Colin and the Doctor would probably argue that this is the safest place for me.
Be grateful for what ya got, I remind myself. It’s a lovely room and I am well taken care of. I’m just so damn bored. This room was meant for sleeping and healing, and much like my previous cell, it was never meant to be a long-term solution.
