(Aurora’s pov)
I closed my eyes under the sprinkle of the shower. The water was freezing since everyone had already used up all the hot water. But I didn’t care, at least I could shower now finally. It was late, probably about midnight or perhaps later. I hadn’t cared to check the time. 1 sighed, running my fingers through my pale pink hair. I wished it was a different color, one more common and not so rare. I blinked. I wished my eyes were common too and not so’ freaky’. I let out a breath and run my hand down my body.
I was small and barely had any hips. My breasts were small compared to that of a she wolf. My stomach was very flat but that probably had to do with the lack of food inside it. Whilst she wolves were blessed with luscious curves and bountiful breasts, I, whatever I was, was cursed with nothing but tiny breasts, a flat bum, and no hips. I might as well be mistaken as a stick
I lathered my body with soap and stared out the window. The moon taunted me and the sound of the patroling wolves howling warned that if I were to ever try to escape this place, I’d die. I tear my eyes away from the moon and fix them on the wall that was illuminated by the glow of the moon.

I didn’t put the light on. I enjoyed showering when it was dark and the only source of light was the glow of the white circle satellite that wolves howl to when it reaches its peak. Even though I was not one of those beasts, I still had a fascination with the moon. It always seemed so peaceful and out of reach.
I washed off the lather of soap and closed the faucet. One of the reasons why I liked showering in the night was the absence of the she wolves. They always taunted my body and my non existent curves. Knowing I could never be accepted by them was painful.
I reach out for my old towel that had seen better days. The shower was communal which meant that we were forced to shower in the presence of another. I hated it and would always wait it out until it was too late into the night and the she wolves would be asleep or with their mates.
After getting dressed in my ragged clothes I headed downstairs as quietly as I can. I knew some wolves would probably be up and could sense my scent but I prayed they’d not come out of their rooms and report me to Alpha Raphael for not being in my small chamber at this time. I wouldn’t be able to sleep is I did not eat anything, not that I could ever sleep anyway. But at least I wouldn’t hear the unpleasant sound of my belly growling. I tried to ease my heartbeats a s best as I could as I entered the empty kitchen.
The sigh of the dirty plates overflowing in the sink made my stomach tense. I knew I was the one who would get that task to wash them before the next lunch and dinner. The bones in my fingers were already protesting at being used. I pad against the cold tiles wishing I had a pair o f socks to warm my feet.
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