Getting Out

1973 Words

  Jemma's POV After I had spoken to my children's wolves I was waiting eagerly for their help to get me out of this hellhole. The dose of the poison had been increased in my food. The rogue who brought my food told me I was about to die. Felix was bringing in a doctor to cut the pups out of me and he didn't care if I lived or not. Jeremy had brought Nicky to see me and I was distressed by the bruises on my pup's face and arms. He refused to tell me how he got them but he kept looking at Jeremy with fear and it broke my heart. Despite everything, Jeremy had never hit our pup. But I decided he was no longer the Jeremy I had once loved. I lay on the bed and wished I knew if it was dark outside or not. Dinner had been brought to me and I choked it down as usual. The guard slamme

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