Delphine pov
Returning to the Silvercrest Pack is a relief. After everything I had endured……the torment, the nightmares, the child I never even got to hold, I should have felt safe. But safety was a distant concept, something I could see but not quite grasp.
The royal pack house was quieter than I remembered, but I knew life still moved beyond these walls. I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling like a ghost in my own body. The world continued, voices rising and falling outside my door, but none of it reached me. My mind was trapped elsewhere, tangled in memories that refused to fade.
For the first time in centuries, Alpha Japhet had broken an ancient law, an entire pack taken as prisoners. A move that would bring consequences, but he didn’t care. And neither did I. That pack
