Dissecting

Orlando POV

It has been 4 months that I have been worked at, cut up open, body parts taken out and we all found out those limbs of mine could be replaced by any others but as soon as they where attacked the acid from my blood infected it and made it as the original contaminated, all an on my oldest has been with me the entire time.

She left my grandchild with her sister as she was appointed Beta, making her work harder then before when she was helping me back in the humans realm where my masters are torturing my kind by not allowing them to die, but there have been discoveries of my body, they think they can use my acid to kill the others of my kind but that doesn’t make any sense of it did it would have done so long ago but that’s just their hipótesis, until my daughter came to me, she took a stool and sat in front of me, I’m in a table cut open on my stomach with a wooden bar stool holding my back paw up.