Josie
The first thing I did when I got home was shower.
It wasn't just about getting the grime off. It was about scrubbing away the touch of Alpha Ian, the scent of his pack, the suffocating dirt and trauma clinging to every inch of me like a second skin. I stood under the water until my legs trembled from exhaustion, until my fingers were shriveled and numb. Even then, it didn't feel like enough.
The steam fogged up the mirror, but I didn't look into it.
I couldn't.
What was I even expecting to see? The same girl who had been taken days ago? Or someone... broken?