Abigail's POV
It has been two days since the battle with the wolf hunters. I haven't gone out much. The sun is shining, the environment lively, but there is a strange heaviness in the air.
As I walk past a group of children and smile warmly at them, a woman rushes over, grabbing them quickly and pulling them away. She shoots me a dark look. I try not to take it to heart. Maybe she is just having a bad day.
But the more I walk, the more I feel something is off.
"That's her... the Vampire hybrid," I hear someone whisper.
My heart clenches.
"What was the Alpha thinking, bringing a vampire as his mate?"
"We detest them... why is she still here?"
Their voices echo around me, one harsh murmur after another. Each word strikes deeper than the last.
I can feel myself slipping into that col
