FIFTEEN

My chest felt tight with anger and embarrassment. I had one thing to do and I failed at that, I had one shot at leaving this godforsaken pack but I failed to even do that. I could never do anything right. There was no escaping this place by running and there was no escaping by asking. I wiped the tears of frustration from my face and kept on pacing while trying to wrap my mind around the events that had occurred.

I had built up my courage and walked into a death trap with a flicker of hope burning within me. I had hoped but I knew that I was being stupid. He would never have allowed it. Now that small burning flicker of hope had been put out and I felt stuck. What was I supposed to do?

My sanity was being questioned. The more I stayed in this pack, the more brain cells were dying. I knew that I was not going to find my home in the same shape as I had left it but being surrounded by people who I had grown up with sound better than being stuck in one of the most dangerous packs and with