Selena.
Just as I had the previous night, I did not sleep.
I lay awake until morning, staring at the ceiling as the light slowly changed in the room. When the sun finally rose, it did not bring comfort. It only made everything feel more real.
This room no longer felt like mine.
The walls were the same. The bed was the same. The air even smelled the same. But I felt like a stranger inside my own skin, like I had been returned to a place that no longer belonged to me.
When the servants came, they moved quietly. They brought water, clothes, and food. No one spoke more than necessary. No one held my gaze for long. Their silence told me everything. The pack already knew.
I dressed slowly. My hands felt heavy. My chest felt tight. Every movement felt like I was preparing for something fin
