~Riya~

The morning came with a cruel brightness. My eyes opened to my new little room, the folded uniform waiting on the chest.

For a moment, I laid still, clutching the blanket, willing myself to wake again in Nightfang lands. To smell pine, to hear my father’s laugh, to feel the warmth of my pack close by.

But the silence pressed cold against me. Could I ever erase the memory of all that had happened? What mattered the most were the remaining pack members. They were locked in prison, and ...