ALEXIS
The world had narrowed to the confines of my room, a place that once felt like a sanctuary but now seemed like a prison. The dull ache in my chest pulsed with each heartbeat, a relentless reminder of the rejection that shredded my soul into fragments too small to piece back together. The curtains were drawn, and the only light came from the soft glow of my bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the ceiling—shadows that seemed to mock me with their dance.
Sasha, my wolf, who had been so vocal since she revealed herself to me, was silent. It was as if her spirit had retreated to the furthest corner of my mind, nursing wounds that mirrored my own. The absence of her voice left an echoing void where warmth and sassiness used to reside.
The knock on my door was soft, hesitant. I di
