Jasmine’s POV
The air at the Pack was suffocating me.
Every day felt heavier than the last. Even though Garrett and I were happy in our new house, I still had to go to the pack house to physically show my presence as their luna. E
But every time I stepped there, I felt cold stares burning into my back.
The pack members still blamed me. They blamed my brother, my family, and me for the rogue attacks and everything that was happening, they acted like Arnold was my fault just because my family was tied to the whole mess.
On top of that, the anniversary of my parents’ death was only a few days away.
Every time I closed my eyes, Arnold’s sick words from his letter to my brother taunted. It made my blood boil with rage, but it broke my heart more.
To make things worse, my mother was still
