Scarlet’s Pov
I opened my eyes.
Soft. That was the first thing I noticed. I wasn’t lying on the hard, cold floor of the cage anymore. Beneath me was something soft, far too gentle to belong to the nightmare I had endured.
The room around me looked like something straight out of a historical painting. Elegant, old-fashioned, and warm. The windows were open, allowing golden sunlight to stream inside, painting the walls in soft hues of morning glow.
Sunlight.
I blinked.
Back in the Moon Lord Pack, it was always cold. The sky was often blanketed with thick, grey clouds, swallowing any trace of warmth. But here? It felt as if the very heavens had opened their doors and let the sun in just for me.
Then it hit me.
I gasped.
“Oh my god... I died.”
Of course. That was the only explanation.
I must have died.
I looked around in panic, my gaze landing on an old woman standing near the bed. She was dressed in a simple cotton gown, her white hair neatly tied back. She was short, delicate even, but w
