The room was dense with Cecilia’s silence, A silence that felt unsettling, resembling the tranquility before a fierce storm. The moonlight streaming through the window lit up her tear-stained face, creating shadows that appeared to reflect the chaos within her heart. The pain in her chest came not only from the physical solitude. It stemmed from the rejection that penetrated more profoundly than any scratch or bite could. Her family abandoned her when she required their support the most.
Cecilia sat rigidly on the couch's edge, her keen ears detecting the subtle rustle of leaves outside. Even with her heightened senses, the quiet of the house was overwhelming. Her wolf moved uneasily inside her, wandering restlessly in the limits of her thoughts. The rejection from her family still stung
