Chapter 18
Emily’s POV
The moment Dalton’s footsteps faded down the hallway, the silence in the room grew heavy—too heavy. My chest tightened, and a wave of discomfort rolled through me like an unexpected chill. I didn’t know why, but being left alone here… it was unnerving.
I sat on the edge of the bed, wringing my fingers, my thoughts racing. Every creak, every distant howl outside made my pulse skip. I wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to be in their world.
Zariah’s soft voice broke through the static in my mind.
“You’re safe here, Emily,” she said, walking closer. “No one’s coming for you… not even your pack.”
I blinked at her, confused. “My… pack?”
Her lips curved faintly. “You’re human. You don’t have a pack. And no one here is going to hurt you. I mean it. Nobody
