Brielle's POV
The rumors hadn’t stopped.
If anything, they’d grown teeth.
They weren’t whispered anymore. They were spoken just low enough for me to hear, like the wolves tossing them around wanted me to know exactly what they thought,but didn’t have the spine to say it to my face.
“She was a rogue once,of course they’d listen to her.”
“Maybe she gave Arthur their patrol route.”
“I heard her mother was one of them.”
I didn’t flinch anymore when I heard them.
But that didn’t mean they didn’t hurt.
After everything: after Elias bleeding into the dirt and Damian still missing,after standing beside Jake through every decision, every sleepless night,I was still the outsider.
I stood on the balcony overlooking the training grounds, watching as a group of younger wolves rotated through
