Scarlett

I stood at the balcony, the wind lifting my hair gently as I looked down at the scene below.

There was no blood in the soil. No screams echoing through the trees. Just quiet. Just peace.

Months had passed since our world had shattered and reformed.

The pack had moved on, wounds had scabbed over, and routines had resumed. Everyone was performing their duties.

Everyone except Finn.

Behind me, I heard soft footsteps, and I didn’t need to turn to know it was Finn.

“Months have passed,” he said softly, coming to stand beside me.

“Yes,” I murmured. “It is over. Everything has ended, darling.”

He leaned forward, resting...