The moment I crossed the boundary of the pack house, something shifted inside me.
Not physically.
Not immediately.
But emotionally.
It felt like I had stepped into something unknown.
Something uncertain.
The night air was cold against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine as I moved forward slowly. Every step felt heavier than the last, my body still weak, still recovering, but I forced myself to keep going.
There was no turning back now.
Behind me…
Everything I had known remained.
Kael.
The pack.
The life I was supposed to belong to.
But none of it felt like mine anymore.
I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to steady my breathing as the silence of the outside world surrounded me. It was quieter out here, but not in a peaceful way.
It felt empty.
Unfamiliar.
Dangerous.
I didn’t have a plan.
That was the truth.
I only knew one thing—
I couldn’t stay.
My steps slowed as the pain in my body intensified, forcing me to stop for a moment. I leaned against a nearby tree, closing my eyes briefly as I tried to gather my strength.
“You can do this,” I whispered to myself.
I had to.
For me.
For the child.
A faint sound in the distance made my eyes snap open.
Footsteps.
Not mine.
Not alone.
My heart began to race.
Slowly, I turned my head, scanning the darkness.
Something wasn’t right.
And for the first time since leaving—
I realized…
The danger hadn’t been left behind.