Chapter 159 You Want It?

• TESSA
• I thought my days without my parents were bad, but it got even worse when I came back. Back then, at least the loneliness was something I could swallow and learn to endure. But here, it was humiliation layered upon humiliation, each one a fresh reminder that maybe I should have never returned.
• Zaria told me I wasn’t arrested for the “mercy” of the pack. Mercy. What a cruel word that was. What kind of mercy was this, when every step I took was an invitation for someone to sneer, shove, or whisper lies about me? Maybe it would’ve been better to be locked up, to rot behind iron bars where at least the walls couldn’t spit in my face.