Chapter 12 A Spark In The Darkness

• Time had ceased to have meaning for Ellie. Since they took her to the werewolf village, her world had been reduced to that tent. She spent her days lying down, staring at the canvas ceiling, while the voices outside became distant noise, insignificant.
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• She wasn’t hungry. The food they left her, surely on Daelan’s orders, grew cold untouched. She didn’t want to owe him anything. The mere thought that he might believe he had some right over her stirred her will to defy him.