CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY TWO
CHARLIE
I didn’t belong here.
No matter how many times I told myself I’d changed, and no matter how often I smiled and tried to act useful, I could still feel the stares. I could feel the weight of everyone’s judgment pressing down on my back as I walked through the pack house.
Even the walls felt like they remembered who I used to be.
Graham had said I could stay. That didn’t mean the pack had forgiven me. Zoey especially hadn’t. She barely looked in my direction during breakfast, and when she did, it was with a tight jaw and colder eyes than I remembered.
Maybe I deserved it. I truly did. I didn’t blame her one bit. I betrayed her trust and chased her out of the pack.
But I wasn’t the same girl who stood beside Kelvin, laughing while he tore through lives like they meant nothing.
I’d made mistakes, terrible ones but I wanted to fix them, that is if anyone would let me.
I found Hannah near the back of the garden, pruning something with a pair of shea
