Scarlet
I stared out my bedroom window, watching as the moon bathed Silver Hollows in a soft, eerie glow. This town had been my whole world for as long as I could remember, but lately, I’d been thinking about what existed beyond it—what my life could be if I let myself want more.
More than the pack.
More than the judgment.
More than Damien.
For years, I had been trapped in the same cycle—bullied, belittled, and reminded of my place at every turn. And now? Now I wasn’t sure I wanted to belong in a world that had spent so long trying to push me out.
The idea of moving on used to feel impossible. A dream just out of reach. But now? Now, it felt necessary. High school was ending, and for the first time, I could choose something different. Maybe even a life beyond Spring Hollows, beyond
