Elsa’s POV
I walked beside Lady Selene down the corridor, our steps echoing faintly against the silence that hung heavy after earlier’s chaos. The memory of Veronica’s screams still lingered in my head her face pale and desperate as the pack hurled stones and fruit at her, her lies unraveling like torn silk before everyone’s eyes.
Lady Selene’s voice drew me from my thoughts. “You mustn’t let what she did linger in your heart, dear,” she said gently. “A snake’s venom only harms if you let it fester.”
I sighed, glancing at her. “It’s not just that she lied. It’s that everyone believed her so easily. Even I… doubted myself for a moment.”
Selene gave me a kind look, her silver eyes reflecting both wisdom and sorrow. “The pack has always been quick to judge, Elsa. But you stood your ground
