C114 Its the time to strike

Selena sat morosely in her dimly lit room, the weight of captivity suffocating her spirit. She yearned for the freedom she once knew. The room was her prison, and she could only dream of the outside world.

The door to her chamber creaked open, interrupting her solitary musings. An irritable young woman stepped into the room, followed closely by a few omega pack members carrying trays of food