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Chapter eighty

"Who are you?" His sudden question caught me off guard.

Who do I tell him that I am now?

A slave in the pack!

The little pup that her parents and pack were ripped off her!

The little pup that spent all her teenage life in distress and sorrow!

Or……. The little girl that survived all these years for one thing.

VENGEANCE…..

I stared at him but no words seemed to be rolling out from my entangled lips.

I feel my anger resurface on hearing his question.

His questions brought me back to memories that I always fought to forget.

I am just a tore girl with her heart ripped out from her.

I feel nothing as the only thing that kept me going is one thing.

The pain and cry of agony that I want him to experience.

Dangling his head shamefully with his head hung on the open field for the birds and vultures to feast on.

I looked at Jerome not knowing what to say to him.

Only God knows if any of them standing beside me was among those that invaded our pack years back.

"She is a slave in the black storm
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