I was still in the same spot from yesterday. The outside was soaked with rain from all my tears and my fur remained smeared in blood, blood that was now dried to my fur, reminding me along with every scar the cruel alpha gave me. My wounds had closed up but they left scars that seemed they were never going to go away.

　　Raindrops found their way into the tree, creating a small puddle. My head looked down into it and tears formed in my eyes seeing the word he wrote on my ...