It’s been a week since I arrived here, and Alpha Kennis has vanished since that night he used me like I was some sex doll. I don't know how to feel about that. A twisted part of me liked it, and it scared me. And I think I kinda missed him 'Kind of. ' keyword. Maybe it’s the mark on me that's stirring this chaos.

Nina has been extremely kind, bringing chocolates and ice cream, checking up on me with genuine concern. I’ve plastered a smile on my face, but the sadness was something heavy I couldn't shake off. The other lycans ignore me, but Sofia gives me a hateful...