Chapter 11

His image slowly fades away and she snaps her eyes open to find herself lying on the cold floor of the prison. It was a dream all along. A drop of tears slid down her cheeks as she crawls back and rests her head on the wall, hugging her knees to herself. Her whole body is cold and her body is already getting numb. The prison is cold and her body is almost shivering, but there are no clothes to cover her and protect her from the cold that keeps penetrating her bones. She sighs deeply as her mind wanders off to what happened yesterday. She still can't believe what the alpha had told her about her being a werewolf. It's hard to believe. She has been living all her life believing that werewolves are supernatural creatures that only existed in series, but it never occurred to her that they are really existing and even if she wanted to give that a thought and weigh the possibility of them existing, she could never imagine that even she would turn out to be one. How's this even possible? The