Days after my encounter with my uncle and mother, I felt drained of emotions. Numbness enveloped me, leaving me devoid of strength or willpower. It was as if I were simply existing, with no energy for anything else.

Despite my hope that my uncle would do nothing to harm my mother, a sense of dread lingered in the back of my mind. Strangely, my wolf remained calm, unperturbed by the events that had transpired.

I found myself refusing to eat or take care of myself. Each morning, when I ...