Elara’s POV
Six days. It has been six days since I escaped the pack, and even though my pace is slow, I’m starting to think I might actually make it out alive.
No angry wolves. No search parties. Alpha Blackwood probably doesn’t care enough to waste resources hunting me down. Or maybe he really did buy that I’m dead.
I hope that’s the case.
I hope he and the rest of the pack think some shadow bear tore me to pieces and they never bother me again. The freedom I’ve felt in these past six days has been exhilarating. Despite the circumstances, the solitude of the forest is soothing. I don’t have to worry about anyone being cruel to me. I don’t have to hold myself so tightly wound up, waiting for the next blow to land on me. There’s nobody in this forest to look down on me or treat me like
