Atticus stayed true to his command. After our conversation, I haven't been able to leave my room.
Even the invitations to join the Alpha family for meals stopped coming. My guards take turns bringing meals up to me but for the most part, they get taken back untouched.
I'm not hungry anyway. Maybe it's my body's way of accepting what's coming or maybe it's my pride refusing anything this pack tries to give me.
I pass the time staring out the windows. My body may be stuck in this prison cell but my mind is hundreds of miles away, at Larkspur.
I wonder if I should write out some sort of will. It wouldn't really make sense to do, considering I don't have any money or assets to leave behind but I do have some last words I'd like to say.
And as I stare out the window I know that if I d
