Betty POV
The darkness was not empty. It was heavy, wet, and smelled of nothing at all.
I floated backward, my arms out to the sides, sinking deeper into the black void of my own mind. April was gone. My Lycan spirit had retreated into some distant, locked corner of our consciousness hours ago, leaving me completely isolated.
"April?" I called out, but the sound just died against the black walls.
I could still hear things from the outside world. They came through like static on an old radio. I heard Adriel crying once. I heard Mitchell smashing a chair against a wall. Sometimes I wanted to scream back to them. I wanted to curl into a tight ball and just weep until my throat went raw.
I did not want to be here anymore. I was tired of being the tragic, sleeping girl.
I wanted to wake u
