Samantha’s POV
I didn’t expect to walk back into the council hall this soon.
But I did.
My body had recovered faster than anyone anticipated—wolves heal, after all. What lingered wasn’t pain… but memory.
Still, I walked in with my head high.
Andrew was at my side.
On his other side stood Colin, steady and silent as always. And just behind us—Serena.
I glanced at her briefly.
She met my eyes, offering a small, respectful smile.
Good girl.
The moment we entered, the entire council chamber fell into silence.
Fear has a very distinct sound.
It’s quiet.
At the center of the room stood Amanda.
Alongside her—her friends. The same ones who had laughed. Mocked. Torn at my clothes as if I were nothing.
And further back—those council members.
The ones who had watched.
Who had allowed
