Kalilah POV
Being back here was not what I wanted.
I hated being here. It pissed me off but I had to heal.
No one liked me being here. They looked at me as if I were dirt on the bottom of their shoe, much to my annoyance. It didn’t make me want to curl up into a ball and cry. Instead, I wanted to just get angry at them back. Let me hate them as much as they hated me.
I didn’t ask for this.
Not the pitying glances. Not the whispered comments behind my back. And especially not the overly polite way Caden kept checking in on me like I was made of glass and couldn’t handle a gust of wind.
But it was better than those who were rejecting me. The rest of the pack was ignoring me. My old pack? Well, they were gone or had left. Damon had told me the Red Moon Pack was no more. I had gotten eve
