Delphine pov
The silence in my room was crushing, the kind that didn’t just fill the air but seeped into your lungs, choking you from the inside out. I sat there, perched on the edge of my bed, staring at the peeling paint on the wall like it held the answers to the chaos in my head. Spoiler: it didn’t.
Ash, my wolf, wasn’t any help either. She’d gone mute on me—no snarky comments, no comforting presence, nothing. Just this suffocating void where she used to be. I felt like I’d been abandoned twice over—first by the people who were supposed to love me, and now by the one being who’d always been there.
My fists clenched, the nails biting into my palms, but it didn’t distract me enough. That hollow ache was still there, growing heavier with every second I sat in this godforsaken room. I
