#Chapter 103: The Journal

Elara

The pack house felt different when Draken wasn’t around. Quieter, yes, but there was something else—something heavier that settled in the empty spaces where his presence should’ve been.

I wasn’t sure if I could get used to it. And with Vanya busy making the rounds in the village and Zev off playing, I felt like the silence was suffocating.

At first, I tried to read a book in the living room.