Chapter 33

Desiree. As I opened my apartment’s door, it finally struck me that I was really free. Free from the grasp of Maddox and his werewolves yet why did I feel a void in me? As if a greater piece of myself was back in that Pack. This place was rooted deep in the city, far away from the mountains. Yet I didn’t feel an ounce of joy as I wheeled in my luggage. I was devoid of emotions as my eyes wandered around the place, I especially focused on the city night scenery reflecting from my Ceiling-to-floor glass window by my far right. My grandfather and I used to live here. It was spacious but certainly not a competitor to Maddox’s manor. Tears filled my eyes as I moved to one of the white couches to pick up one of the floral red pillows seated on it. My grandfather made these for me. I still remember that soulful smile he had on his face when he had given them to me. I sat on the couch, hugging the pillow. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I slowly lay on the couch. I would do anything just t