Lucinda POV
Lucinda didn’t really want to eat anything. It wasn’t the food, and she knew it. She just wasn’t hungry at all, had no appetite. She lay staring at the walls, at the ceiling, at the back of her eyelids. Just allowed all that white around her to be absorbed and not think about anything at all, just the colour white. And how it was such an empty colour, nothing to it really, white, a symbol of nothingness, she thought absently. Empty and devoid of everything, just like how she wanted to feel.
Ky’ra, it seemed, was still out of reach for her. So far deep down away in the back of her mind, that she felt like a mere shadow. Nothing from her wolf. Lucinda knew that she was there somewhere, but also not there too. Almost like before she had gotten her, she supposed. She missed her w
