The Forgotten Luna
"A placeholder should know when to vanish. If she had any dignity left, she’d sign those papers and walk out the front gate today instead of dragging out the countdown."
The girls' voices faded as they moved toward the front courtyard, leaving behind a heavy, mocking silence. Evelyn closed her eyes, letting out a slow, controlled breath. The words didn't wound her the way they might have a year ago. She didn't care about the pack ledgers, and she certainly didn't care about her name being erased from Silvercrest history. In fact, the total erasure of her presence suited her escape plan perfectly. The more thoroughly they forgot her, the less likely they were to ever look for her or the child