Jasmine’s POV
A whole week had passed since everything happened.
On the outside, the pack grounds looked quiet and peaceful. The sun was shining, kids were happy, and the guards were doing their regular patrols. But inside, the air was thick with tension.
I could feel it everywhere I went.
For the past seven days, every time I walked down the hallways or stepped outside into the courtyard, people stopped talking.
They leaned close to each other, whispering behind their hands, and gave me cold, dirty looks. At first, I tried my best to ignore it. I told myself that they were just stressed out about the border attacks and everything going on with Garrett’s father.
But I couldn't ignore it anymore.
I was walking back from the garden towards the main house, holding a small basket of fre
