°•♡Chapter 138~ The Night I Chose Cruelty

《》Selene’s POV

For most people, sleep was an escape from the real world and the problems that came with existence.

But it never was for me.

That night I closed my eyes with a single thought, I'd found a spell I was certain would work. Tomorrow, I would try again. Tomorrow, my wolf would finally be gone, ripped from me like a festering wound that refused to close.

But when I slept I didn't get the void of rest. Instead, I dreamed. No—that wasn’t the right word. It was a memory disguised as a dream. One that had been dragged from the depths of my mind.

I was back in the pack I was born into. Back to where it all began.

I saw my younger self. Skinny legs, too-long hair, clothes torn at the hems. She was laughing, running with the other kids until their laughter twisted. It turned sharp, cruel. They pointed at her, tugged her sleeves, mocked her ripped clothes, her hollow cheeks. “Poor girl,” they said. “Wolf without a bite.”

I felt it all over again—that sting that wasn’t just words bu