Nicolle's POV:

Several months ago, it had taken everything I had to escape that nightmare. The basement chains, the beatings, the endless nights of wondering if Damien would finally kill me or if I would simply rot away. I had clawed my way out, bleeding and half-starved, through sheer will and the slim hope of revenge. I ran for hours, hiding until I found a way to reach Bloodmoon Pack.

Getting an audience with Alpha Micah had been its own battle so I lived on the streets for weeks, dirty ...