viev

irred my Earl Grey tea with a silver sp

d it seems her left wrist was also severely injured last night," Mrs. Fletcher reported,

ed lately; he needs an outlet. As for that woman, a few missed meals and bro

ely set down her porcelain cup. Her sky-blue

a is so consumed by her jealousy of me and little Leo... it's corrupting her soul. You know, in my pack, the elders say t

the ancestors like this, we have them undergo the Moon Goddess's Cleansing Fast. It purifies the

tive smile spreading across my lips.

oft hand. "Always thinking of her well-bei

e. "You heard Miss Bianca. The Luna's illness is a manifes

cup of cold water and a piece of stale black bread. No medicine. No healers. Lock the

cut off from nutrition and medicine in the dead of winter... it was a death sentence cleverly disguised as r

ulian asks?" Fl

d her vicious ways," I sneered, picking up my tea. "He is

ra

hadn't eaten in nearly two days. My body was at its absol

at midday. I weakly turned my head, h

er marched in, flank

cup of water and a piece of

rasped, my throat f

y two swollen, splinted, and completely useless arms.

h

boards, rolling near my boots. She poured the

own at me as if I were a diseased rat. "You are ordered to undergo the Cleansing Fast. This is your ration. Eat up, Lu

he bed, turned around, and left. The heavy door

at the dirty, moldy

were trying to slowly, legally, and cleanly wear me down t

ted worse than a stray dog would have broken my spirit. I would

s useless to

movement sent a blinding jolt of pain through my shattered wrists and bru

ace was hovering over the dirty black bread. Like a true wol

t filled my mouth, but I chewed. I chewed ferociously, using my c

dirt and bread, sli

ll l

owing with an unearthly, chilling light in the dim ro