I have stopped counting the days in which I have spent in this place. A place I cannot call home, yet it feels like I have spent my whole life here. I arise from my slumber after another restless night after encountering yet another nightmare that I wish was not a reality. It didn’t change the fact I no longer had a family or a place to call home. Or that I truly was alone. It’s funny. I had always wished to be left alone and now when I truly am I wish to have some company. I guess I really took everything for granted. Not that this realization will help me now that I am stranded in the rogue territory and labelled as rogue despite not being physically expelled by my Alpha. I guess it’s too late to have regrets now.