LOGINI floated near the ceiling of the sanatorium, looking down on how it all ended.My father, living a life on the run with my broken sister.My sister, her wolf spirit damaged, never able to fully shift again, forced to survive as a cripple in the werewolf world.My mother, torturing herself day after day in her ward, just waiting to die.But strangely, I felt no hatred. Only a deep, profound exhaustion.Beside me, a small, pure white wolf appeared.It had my eyes, gentle and innocent.This was my wolf spirit, the true self I was never allowed to show.For eighteen years, the collar had suppressed it, tortured it, made it cry.Now, it was finally free."It's time to go," the little white wolf said in a voice only I could hear.I nodded."But before we go, I want to see her one last time."I floated toward my mother's ward.She was still tied to the bed, the tranquilizers not yet worn off.But she seemed to sense something.In a state between sleep and waking, she opened her eyes and look
Six months later, medical officers from the pack's sanatorium came and took my mother away.The reason: severe self-harm tendencies and psychosis.When they found her, she'd been unconscious in her apartment for three days.The collar had been working nonstop. The silver poisoning almost killed her."Patient refuses all treatment," the head nurse said, shaking her head over the chart. "She insists on wearing that damned collar. She tries to shift and attack anyone who gets near it."My mother was placed in an isolation ward in the deepest part of the sanatorium. She became the strangest patient there.Since they couldn't remove the real collar, the staff had no choice but to leave it on.But worse, she started making her own backup "collars."She would wrap red plastic strips around her neck, over and over."Now there are two," she'd mutter to her reflection. "One for Selena, and one for me."The doctors tried to communicate with her."Ma'am, do you remember who you are?"She would imm
News travels fast.Someone posted the full investigation report on the pack's internal network.The headline read: SHOCKING: ALPHA TORTURES AND MURDERS DAUGHTER OVER 18 YEARS WITH HORRIFIC COLLAR.The post detailed everything that had happened to me, complete with photos of my body and screenshots from my tablet.In less than an hour, it had over a hundred thousand views.The comments section exploded."Is she even a werewolf? She's a monster!""Elara should be executed!""Poor Selena... eighteen years of hell...""Kin-slayer! A disgrace to her family!"The anger turned to action.The next night, our house was surrounded.Hundreds of werewolves held torches, chanting."KIN-SLAYER! JUSTICE FOR SELENA!""ELARA OUT OF THE PACK!""VENGEANCE FOR SELENA!"They clawed at our front door, leaving deep gashes in the wood. They carved insults into the walls.DAUGHTER-KILLERMAD MOTHERPACK SHAMEThey destroyed my mother's genetics lab. Smashed millions of dollars of equipment. Kicked over and sha
Enforcer Blake took my tablet out of the evidence bag."Now, let's see what the deceased really went through."He cleared his throat and began to read from my notes.Every entry, every word, was like a dagger aimed at everyone in the room."Mom gave me a tonic with wolfsbane in it today. I had an allergic reaction, my heart was racing, and the collar turned red. Mom said I was being defiant and forced me to drink the whole bottle. I threw up blood, but the collar stayed red."My father's face went pale."Cassia broke Dad's moonstone necklace and blamed me. When I tried to explain, my heart pounded. The collar flashed red. Mom called me a liar and gave me a double dose. The pain was so bad I couldn't form words. Mom just said, 'You can't even feel something so small. Stop faking it.'"Marcus's hands began to shake."On New Year's Day, I just wanted a hug. I said, 'I love you, Mom,' and the collar turned red. Mom said love was a weakness, and then...""I had a fever. The high temperature
The collar exploded with light.A blinding, searing red.Brighter and more piercing than it had ever been for me."What?" My mother stared down at the collar on her neck. "How is that possible?"The Enforcers were stunned."I... I was telling the truth," she stammered, frantically patting the collar. "I am Elara. I am Selena's mother..."The red light didn't fade. It pulsed, more violently now."No... it must be broken..." my mother's voice trembled as she tried to reason. "I... I love my family! Everything I did was for the glory of our family!"The red light flared even brighter.It was mocking her every word.Then, I heard the familiar mechanical hiss.Hsssst—The silver injector activated.A scream ripped from my mother's throat."AHHH—!"Her body convulsed violently, her hands clawing at her neck.For the first time, silver poison flooded her veins.For the first time, it burned her wolf spirit.For the first time, she felt the pain I had endured every day for eighteen years."It
Agony had twisted my face into an inhuman mask.Dried black blood caked the corners of my mouth. It was a gruesome stain, proof of the silver poison my body had fought to expel.My eyes were clouded, pupils fixed and dilated, staring at a ceiling they couldn't see.But my neck... my neck was a nightmare.The emotion-suppressing collar was dark. Its light was dead. The skin around it was charred black, eaten away by countless injections of silver.Metal and flesh had melted together. The machine and my skin were one.My mother looked at that face and a bloodcurdling scream tore from her throat."AHHH!"She staggered backward, crashing into a bookshelf. Books rained down around her."No... impossible... This can't be real..."Her voice trembled, her eyes wild with terror."It's a hallucination! A trick! Selena is trying to scare me!"My body fell. The tablet trapped beneath me slid across the floor, stopping at my mother's feet.The screen lit up from the impact.The notes app was open,







