Hazel Blackwood pov :
Three days had passed since the Blood Moon completely shattered my universe.
Three days of suffocating, agonizing silence. The massive stone walls of the Blackwood Manor, which had once felt like a warm, protective embrace, now felt like a freezing, inescapable prison.
The entire pack knew I was Wolf less. The whispers had eventually died down, silenced by the terrifying, looming threat of my father’s wrath, but the pity in their eyes remained. Every time I walked down the corridors, the Beta guards would lower their heads, deliberately avoiding my gaze. I was the fragile, broken human Princess of a warrior pack.
But the pity of the pack was nothing compared to the absolute, freezing cruelty of my brother.
Leo had completely shut me out. The brother who use
