That night was the most difficult of my life. Even when I had gotten tortured in the dungeon while I'm the pack, I never felt so restless and uncomfortable.
My body felt as if it was on fire and everything about me had become so sensitive it was unbelievable.
Even the slightest touch made me feel like going crazy.
The cold storage helped a bit, but I didn't expect to still feel like I was losing consciousness and acting on instinct.
To prevent myself from doing something I would really regret, I locked the door to the cold storage and left the key outside
Even if I tried to break out, it would take time and a lot of pain.
The moment the cold storage door shut behind me, a hollow metallic clang echoed through the small space.
Then, what followed was silence and a lot of cold.
Sharp, biting cold that seeped into my skin and bones within seconds.
I leaned back against the steel wall, my breath coming out uneven as the freezing air wrapped around me.
