VALERIA’S POV
It had only been twenty-four hours since I set foot back in this pack, and already, everything felt like it was crumbling around me. Every step I took, every word I spoke, felt like it was being measured, judged, and twisted into something I couldn’t control. My heart was racing, my mind a chaotic storm of thoughts, and no matter how much I tried to compose myself, I couldn’t.
I couldn’t pretend that everything was fine. I couldn’t act like I had everything under control. Because the truth was, I didn’t.
Things were unraveling, messy and terrifying, and I had no idea how to handle it all at once. Every interaction with Dimitri left me with more questions than answers. Every glance from Magnar felt like a dagger to my nerves. Every breath I took felt heavy with the
