Chapter 197

Chapter 197

“Did they….” The thought sickened me, “Did they touch her?”

“I don’t think so, not in that way at least.” Damien tells me. “I have asked as gently as I can in several ways. The most I think they did was watch her crawl around like a dog, lapping water from a bowl. Throwing food at her. Made her sleep in the cold. Though she did have a few bruises.”

“Her parents?” 1

“There were no other Wolves there. Everyone Salem killed was human.” He sighs, “She was likely there for years. She’s six and she has spent most of her life chained up. Honestly, I’m surprised she isn’t more feral.” 3

I was six when all my problems started. Imagine being younger and not even understanding what is happening

to you.