I looked at my hands in my lap.
I'd heard this before. Not directed at someone who could do something about it, but I'd heard the shape of it. The way my existence had always been framed as a problem the pack had been forced to manage rather than a person the pack had failed.
"The decision to house her separately was not made lightly," Maren continued. "It was a collective decision made with the pack's best interests in mind. The wolfsbane was a precautionary measure recommended by our healer at the time given her unpredictable behavior in the early period. The separation was meant to be temporary while a longer term solution was discussed."
I looked up at that.
Unpredictable behavior. I'd been fifteen years old and I'd cried for three days when they first chained me and tried once to
