Chapter 72
It had been three weeks since our last meeting with the Alpha, and the quest to meet with the sorcerer had been fruitless. No one could find him, and the lack of information left everyone feeling helpless. The only small relief we had was that the "mark of the silent beast" hadn’t attacked anyone since the deaths of the two maids. It seemed like a temporary calm, but the fear was still in the air.
After completing my morning chores, I sat alone on my bed, freshly bathed. My mind was full of questions—questions that I had no answers for. And despite everything, I knew I couldn’t afford to waste time.
"I need power," I whispered to myself. Power to survive. Power to make my own choices. Most of all, I needed enough influence within the Night Walkers pack to be free—free to escape this place. And if I ever got that chance, I would make Mona pay for her betrayal. My former best friend had taken Alpha Derrick, the mate I had longed for. She had shattered my trust and left me broken.
The plans circled my mind like vultures, but everything was harder than I expected. I wanted recognition and trust, but nothing I did seemed to be enough. I felt trapped.
"They threw me here, abandoned me like I was nothing," I muttered. "No one from my old life has reached out. I’m completely alone now."
Tears started rolling down my face as I thought about how Derrick and Mona had hurt me. My family had thrown me away, and now the only man I had ever wanted was gone too.
"I trusted them both," I whispered bitterly. "And now, here I am... a slave in their pack."
The tears kept coming, and I didn’t bother wiping them away. The pain was too much to hold back.
"Let these tears wash away my weakness," I thought, my voice barely audible. "I’ll do more, be more, than anyone ever imagined."