Chapter 48: Fist Fight
Kaya
My mind is in shambles; utterly lost and spiraling. Shelly ran away. She left without a single word. Why would she do something like that? Why now?
She said she’d get rid of Damien’s baby, but I never imagined she’d leave the pack to do it. Where would she even go? As far as I know, Shelly is an orphan, just like me. She was born in Dark Wood, raised by her packmates after her parents died during a hunt. There was no one else. No family. No home outside these borders.
She can’t go back—not with Camilla still there. And she can’t go to Damien either. He’d kill her the moment he laid eyes on her.
So where the hell did she go?
A jolt runs through me like a splash of ice water. My breath catches as I suddenly realize I’m still in her room—alone, surrounded by the mess she left behind.
In my hands is the only thing she entrusted to me: a single note, folded carefully between my fingers. The last piece of her. Until the very end, she believed in me—believed I’d keep my word and wouldn’t let anyone else in.
For the first time in years, someone besides Damien placed their trust in me. And now, I’m standing at the edge of betrayal, caught in the impossible choice between loyalty and responsibility.
"Don’t tell anyone. Act like you don’t know anything. I’ll keep your secret. A deal is a deal."
I read the note again. Then again. And again—until the words start to blur and lose meaning, their weight sinking deeper into my chest. She’s begging me to stay silent. To protect her freedom, even as she promises to guard my secret in return.
But can I really do that?
Can I turn a blind eye... and let her vanish without a trace?
