The Scent of Betrayal

Kallie Siobhan Faye’s POV

The morning sun streams brightly through the tall windows, casting long, sharp shadows across the stone corridor. I step out of my assigned quarters, desperate to escape the suffocating walls of my room. The air in this palace feels heavy, laden with the oppressive weight of a pack that despises my very existence. I need out. I need space to breathe.

I make my way down