Chapter 282

Valeria’s POV

The driver drove the car quietly, the road stretching endlessly ahead of us as I rested my head against the cool window glass. My breath fogged faintly against it, but even that tiny warmth felt foreign.

My mind had long left the vehicle; it had drifted back to memories I fought for years to bury. The pack house. The hallways. The shadows that held pieces of me I never wanted to see