It could have been longer. There were no windows. No clocks. They fed her sparingly, keeping her very hungry, and the food was laced with something that kept her unsteady. But she kept eating. Her instinct to survive was stronger than anything else. Guards were posted outside the door to the concrete room at all times. Even now, she could see one through the window, across the fluorescent-lighted hallway. From the dampness of the floor, it seemed they had imprisoned her in a basement, most likely the pack headquarters. Why hadn’t they killed her? She’d killed enough of them. What reason could they have to prolong her captivity? Melinda didn’t hold any special affection for the woman who’d treated her brother terribly for the last century. She smiled. No. No affection indeed. In fact, the last time Melinda had seen Renata she had told her she would kill her. Of course, it wasn’t truly Renata. Her wolf had gradually been taking control of the human side of her host for years.
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