The air in the pack house had grown thick with uncertainty. Whispers traveled like a cold breeze through the halls, and the pack members couldn’t ignore the strange shift in the atmosphere. It started subtly—at first, they noticed how Hannah hovered around Jeffrey, always near him, always offering her support, her words, her touch. It felt odd. It wasn’t long ago that she had been banished, and many had not forgotten the reasons why.
But something was different now.
As the days passed, the members found it harder to remember exactly why they had pushed her out. Some could barely recall the details of her exile. It seemed so distant, so blurry, as if it had happened in a dream. And then there was how she acted around Jeffrey. The way she looked at him, the way she spoke, it all reminded t
