Chapitre 52: Chapter 52

The next morning arrived far too soon.

We all woke up early, still half-asleep but knowing what had to be done. Louis was the first to finish getting ready, and he excused himself to give Hannah and me some space. He understood that we needed to talk privately one last time.

As I sat on the bed, my thoughts were all over the place. I had everything, yet soon, I would have nothing. The idea of going to the Nightwalker pack as a slave made my chest tighten with anxiety. I had no clue what awaited me there, but I knew it wasn't good. My future looked bleak, and I felt like the ground was slipping from under me.

"Kimberly, are you okay?" Hannah's voice pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts. She was standing in front of me, her eyes full of worry.

"What?" I blinked, surprised. I hadn't even noticed her move closer. I forced a small smile. "I'm fine, Hannah."