I’ve experienced one of the most horrific tragedies a 17 year old girl possibly can. I stayed strong, but there’s only so much a girl can take before she cracks. I was ripped away from everything familiar and abused by the one I was told to trust, honestly I was probably better off dead- it seemed there was no way out. It was all nearly over, until I was saved. He was an unlikely saviour, something you’d expect to be the subject of nightmare- a werewolf. He found me. The question was though, could he save me from my torment or am I destined to hurt forever? *Cover by IsaSecret*