VioletThe morning sun hit the floorboards of my room, but it didn't make me feel warm at all. Yesterday had been a success, a huge party for the pack that everyone was still talking about, but none of that mattered to me today. Today was the anniversary of my mother's death.The weight of her absence felt heavier than usual, pressing down on my chest until I could barely breathe in my own room. I needed some air.I slipped out the back door without a proper coat, not even caring that the morning air had a sharp, nasty bite to it. My feet just moved on their own, guiding me into the thick, dark woods surrounding the pack house.I did not know where I was going, and honestly, I did not care. I just needed to be away from the noise, away from the guards.The trees grew thicker the deeper I walked, blocking out the sunlight until everything around me looked as gray and miserable as I felt inside. My breath came out in shaky little puffs of white steam.Eventually, my legs started to ach
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