Kimberly's Choice
The forest swallowed me whole as Lucien led me deeper into the night. The pack house lights faded behind us until only the silver glow of the moon lit our path. Each step felt heavier than the last, not from fear, but from the weight of everything I was leaving behind.
Mona’s venom still rang in my ears, her words like barbed hooks meant to drag me back into her shadow. Defective. Weak. Always less. But instead of tearing me down, they sparked something else — defiance.
I would prove her wrong.
Lucien walked a few paces ahead, his silver hair catching stray moonlight. He moved with a predator’s ease, silent and assured, as though the forest bent around him. His presence was unsettling, yet oddly grounding. Every instinct screamed not to trust him, but every instinct
