After my riveting retelling of my depressing life we all decided to go down to the kitchen for breakfast. I had a sneaking suspicion my alphas told the pack to stay away from the packhouse. My alphas? Since when did I start thinking of them as mine?
"Alright Sunshine what do we want for breakfast?" Devon asked. He seemed more like the cooking type over Darevin.
"Um I don't know. Surprise me!" I said with a smile. When did it get so easy to smile? All it took was a day and its like my past life is in the past and not presently on my mind.
"Anything you don't like?"
"I don't know." And I didn't. I got basically only scraps at my old pack so you ate whatever was given. And when I was on the run you couldn't be picky you had to eat what you could get.
"Alright a feast it is then. You just can't over eat, okay? Don't want to make yourself sick." Devin said grabbing a bunch of things out of the fridge.
"Little Wolf will you tell me the name of the wolf who treated you badly in your old pack?" Darevin asked me gently. I could tell he didn't want to upset me after our earlier conversation. Honestly, it felt like opening up to my mates was helping me come to terms with what happened to me. Instead of a black cloud its just a dark gray cloud over my head now.
"Alpha Markus." I looked Darevin in the eyes to help ground me. I hadn't uttered his name ever. I was not allowed to address him in the pack by name. Only as Alpha.
"And the other wolves?"
"I don't know who they are. The whole pack did bad things to me I couldn't point them out in a line up. The whole pack either lied about the things I did or they helped carry out my punishments. I don't know if He was forcing them all to follow Him or if they did it willingly. I was only a kid when everything happened." And thats when it clicked. They did all those things to an innocent child. To a baby, to a toddler, to a child. They all deserved to burn in Hell.
"Sunny you know the way they treated you was not your fault, right?" Darevin asked gently.
"Sometimes." I couldn't maintain eye contact anymore. I felt a wave of shame run through me. Of course I know it wasn't my fault but, I can't stop feeling like it was my fault. That maybe I was just a bad kid.
"Sunshine, you were a child! It was not your fault grown adults treated you that way!" Devin said staring at me with some kind of batter in his hair.
An uncontrollable laugh bubbled up at the sight. And soon we were all laughing. What a way to start the day.
Sunny has been on the run for over eight years. Life wasn't easy for a measly 10-year-old surviving on her own. Living purely on her werewolf instincts she's survived on her own. Honing her hearing and smell in order to sense danger long before it strikes. She's only ever known loneliness. What happens when she runs into another wolf's territory? Will all her struggling be for naught or will she finally know what it is to live?
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