Melrose POV:
As I found myself in the dim recesses of my mind, I was momentarily paralyzed by a shocking revelation: my shadow had seized control, shattering everything I thought I knew about myself. For so long, this shadow, an ever-present pest in my life, had always hovered nearby—a dark void, a haunting reminder stamped in my mind, echoing the unsettling truth that I was fundamentally different from everyone else in the pack.
I mean, Elder Helena reminded me every time she saw me that I was born from darkness, making me a constant target for bullying and ridicule from those with "higher ranks."
It had never tried to overtake my will before. At most, it would only whisper sly suggestions, particularly during moments of vulnerability, like when I was bullied. Those unsettling, relent
