Chapter 12: Mistreated
As my work finished, I decided to go back to my home. Not on Alpha Grant's manor.
Exhausted, I immediately laid on my bed and hugged my pillow. I even sniffed it. "The smell of home..." I murmured and hugged my pillow again.
I never wanted to go back there. I wasn't feeling at ease if I kept on staying there. Staying at the prison last night was enough to kill my sanity.
'Enough to kill our hearts...' my wolf butt in.
Sighing, I slowly closed my eyes, succumbing to the peacefulness of my home. I could have wished my adoptive parents were here with me. I wished to see my birth father, too.
I dozed off to sleep while thinking about those things.
But I was awakened when I heard footsteps coming in the direction of my house and smelled a familiar scent of...
'Mate.'