Chapter 5

"Today," Diana announced, her voice echoing across the courtyard, "we're going to play a little game."

I stood in the center of the pack's training grounds, my wrists raw from the shackles that had been removed just moments ago. The sun beat down mercilessly, a stark contrast to the damp cold of my dungeon cell. My legs trembled beneath me, weak from days of malnutrition and the constant injections that kept my wolf silent.

"A game?" I whispered, my voice cracking from disuse.

Diana's smile was razor-sharp as she produced a blindfold from behind her back. "Everyone loves games, don't…