ROMAN
I didn’t resist when they took me.
Honestly, I think that was what unsettled them more.
The fact that I didn’t fight back.
Didn’t argue.
Didn’t defend myself.
I simply walked where they pushed me.
Silent.
Because right now, silence felt safer than opening my mouth and saying the wrong thing.
Safer than admitting the truth.
Safer than admitting that I was terrified of myself.
The walk through the pack house felt blurry.
I could feel eyes on me everywhere.
Suspicion.
Fear.
Disgust.
Curiosity.
The entire pack had heard that howl.
They all knew what it meant.
And now they were looking at me differently.
Not as the quiet wolf-less stranger anymore.
Not as the pitiful boy Blood Crescent took in.
Now they were looking at me like a threat.
An alpha.
The irony almost m
