(ALICE)
When I first came here, I had a little more than two hundred bucks in my pocket. Mary had given me everything she had. My bank accounts had been frozen by Alpha Black, so I had no access to the thousands of dollars I had saved up. No pack was allowed to give me refuge, and I was little more than a fugitive at that point.
Mary managed to get into my apartment and grab what little cash I had stashed there before the pack confiscated everything. Her father was very angry with her for helping me escape, and he cut off access to her trust fund. So, my friend had no way of helping me financially.
Those were the toughest days of my life. I was listless, trying to wrap my head around my new reality. Mira's existence was the only thing that would make me get out of bed in the morning and go look for a job. My body had not healed the way it should have, but I had to make money. I had to eat.
