Penelope's POV

The next morning, my phone won't stop buzzing.

Text messages flood in from people I haven't heard from in months. Former classmates. Distant pack members. Even some of the girls who used to ignore me in the hallways are suddenly reaching out with support.

"Did you see the comments on the article?" Isla sends a screenshot. "People are losing their minds."

I scroll through the newspaper's website. The comment section has over two thousand responses. Most of them are supportive. ...