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Rayell's Pov.

After the werewolf at the front finished speaking, all the other werewolves jumped on me. They hit me really hard and I felt a lot of pain all over my body. It made me sad that my life had come to this, but I had no hope anywhere else. My family had rejected me and my mate didn't want me. I didn't have anything to hope for.

But deep down, I still felt like something good was coming. I was treated like an outcast, like someone who was hated. I couldn't help but remember when Phoenix loved my body, how he touched me and made me feel good. It made me proud, but little did I know that it wouldn't last and it would end badly.

Focusing on the wolves in front of me, I realized just how much they had hurt me. There were so many of them, all wanting to hurt me.

But a part of me wanted to fight back.

"Let me take over and fight these idiots," my wolf screamed in my mind, jumping around and making my head hurt.

"No, not here. They will find me if you do. I don't want to see them,"