Delilah's POV
I woke up from another awful nightmare when i realized it wasn't a nightmare. It was just my life now. I slowly sat up from the paper thin mattress that i was kind enough to get. Most of the wolves in these cells weren't lucky enough to even have that. I guess you could say that makes me feel special in a way. If that's what we want to call it.
I looked over at the rotting corpse in my cell. I think that gave me more nighmares than anything. I was just grateful it finally stopped smelling. I think keeping the corpse in here with me was some sort of sick punishment. Not that i was aware of why i was being punished in the first place. I still didn't have the answers as to why i was being kept here, and i may never have those answers. I told him i would cooperate. As long as
