Whispers in the Hall
I could not stay inside my room forever. The walls felt like they were closing in on me. After crying for a long time, I wiped my face and decided to go outside for fresh air. Maybe the garden would help me feel a little better.
I put on a light jacket over my sweater and stepped out of my room. The hallway was quiet as I walked toward the back doors that led to the garden. My steps were slow and careful. I did not want to meet anyone.
But the moment I stepped into the garden, I felt their eyes on me.
A group of pack members — mostly women and some warriors — were sitting near the flowers. They stopped talking when they saw me. Their stares were cold and sharp. I kept my head slightly down and walked along the stone path, trying to ignore them.
The air was nice an
