Chapter7
#Chapter7
For as long as I can remember the orphanage had been my 'home'. Home was supposed to be safe. A sanctuary to retreat to. This was never that place for me. Yet it was the only place I had ever knew.
The young pups that came here were always quickly adopted into a new family. They were never here longer than a few weeks. It didn't make me bitter like the alpha wanted, it made my heart swell with happiness for them.
Alphas attempts to use the fact the pups got a second chance at a happy family life were futile. Because they had endured more than I ever did. The loss of their families. Each night was the same you could hear the small cries of pain and sorrow echo around the old orphanage’s walls.
Whispers of whimpers filling my ears heart and soul. Surrounding me in a blanket of their grief. I had never known love I had never had another being there for me who I loved. I never lost anything, where they had lost everything.