Third Person POV

Julia sat in a corner in the prison after Wolfe was gone she let out a silent muffled cry as she allowed the tears to drop freely down her cheeks. She doesn't think she can hold up to all this ill-treatment anymore she needs to find a way to escape away from this pack no one gives a crap about her feelings, not even her mate the man that was supposed to protect her from all these struggling going on but he doesn't trust her and this hurt beyond anything. Whenever she thought of how she had been treated she always wished to just die and say...