Chapter 21 A Glass Of Malice

• Day one has indeed already started as Sasha only bit her lower lip when her stomach rumbles.
• ‘I’m hungry…’ But that’s the only thing she can do. Whisper. And hope.
• And probably close her eyes again for another hour as the sun started its descent into the skies. The tangerine light that bathed the room did not wither her impatient-ness. Yes she’s eager for these freaking three days to pass immediately, but that would also mean that she will be back to her usual routine as a Slave of the Fire Moon Pack.