Scarlett

“Ray,” I called, trying to connect with my wolf, but she only stirred.

I didn’t know how long I lay there, my mind drifting in and out of consciousness as the wolfsbane poisoned my system. Hours? Days? Time lost all meaning in this windowless cell. The fluorescent lights never dimmed, creating an endless, artificial day that made it impossible to track time.

Every so often, the elderly woman would return with another dose. She never spoke anymore, just administered the ...