Anna's POV
I'm sitting in my room when the door bursts open and two guards storm in. Before I can even stand, they seize me by the arms and drag me out. They don’t say a word. Not a single explanation, no warning. Just silence, as if I’ve committed some unspeakable crime.
The moment they slam the doors of the meeting hall behind me, chaos erupts. Screams fill the air. The people—my pack—are shouting vile words at me, spitting their hatred without restraint. They call me a monster, a traitor, a beast. Some wish death upon me.
For a second, I die inside.
Alpha Dylan stands at the front, beside Chris. I expect Dylan to approach me, to say something, to do something—but he doesn’t. He just watches, face tight with anger and sadness. His hands curl into fists, his jaw clenched. I want to b
