I didn’t expect peace to feel this loud.
At Shadow Blade, silence was sharp, like judgment. Here, in the Silver Blade Pack, it was soft, like a blanket. The wind whistled through pine trees. Birds called to each other. And for the first time in a long time, no one called me "Omega" with venom in their voice. Nor Slave.
It was strange.
I hadn’t spoken much since I arrived, but Emily had. She was talkative in a way that wasn’t annoying. She didn’t ask questions I wasn’t ready to answer. She just… existed beside me. And somehow, that was enough.
Her father, Alpha Mathews, didn’t treat me like a charity case. He didn’t pretend either. He looked me in the eye when he spoke, and that alone meant more to me than he could ever understand.
They accepted me whole heartedly in a way that leaving
