Chapter 115 Suffering

• Rosina's POV
• Voices pierced the walls of my chamber. The Moonlight Pack's accommodations generously offered (or rather strategically coerced) were far from soundproof. Irritation gnawed at me. Couldn't they find somewhere else to conduct their pathetic lamentations?
• I pushed myself up from the surprisingly uncomfortable cot. My bones ached with the constant tension the gnawing fear that clung to me like a shroud. We were guests here fugitives really dependent on the whims of Alpha Kael and his pack. It was a precarious position one I wouldn't have found myself in if things had gone according to plan.