I had already found a small town near the mountains. It was an area where werewolves and humans lived close together. I felt less exposed here.

I found a job right away. I worked at a bakery and made sure I focused only on the job. I made the bread dough, cleaned the flour that was spilled, and served the customers quickly.

I worked long hours. The quick, repetitive work kept my mind busy, and I did not always have time to think. I told myself this town was safe for now, no one asked me many questions. I gave a fake name to the owner and gave very little...