<h4>Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Back to the Silver Dawn Pack</h4>


    Selene’s POV~


    The wolves left us in front of the Omega Quarters. Their paws struck the dirt onest time before they shifted back into their human forms. One of them looked at us only briefly before speaking to the head maid.


    "These two will stay here. It’s the Alpha’s order."


    That was all. No further questions, no room for protest. The words were final, like stones dropped into a river, sinking deep beyond reach.


    The wolves walked away, their powerful steps fading into the night.


    And just like that, I was standing again in the very ce I once swore I would never return to.


    The Omega Head Maid nced at us, her expression unreadable. She was older, her hair streaked with gray, her posture still rigid with discipline. I remembered that look... how she measured everyone with her eyes, how nothing escaped her notice.


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    For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My chest tightened, and the air around me felt too heavy, pressing down.


    The sight of the stone walls, the light flickering in the dark, the faint hum of voices and footsteps—it all wed at me with memory.


    I had walked these halls before. I had eaten in this courtyard, slept behind these walls. I had once cried here, bled here. And after everything... here I was again.


    Fate is cruel.


    I wrapped my arms tighter around myself, fighting the trembling in my hands. I could not let it show.


    Sara stayed close, her hand brushing mine, her eyes darting everywhere. She was nervous, but she did not know the weight of this ce like I did. To her, these were only strange walls and strangers’ eyes. To me, it was a prison made of memory.


    The maid’s voice cut through my thoughts, firm but not unkind. "Follow me."


    We obeyed silently, stepping past the threshold.


    I never thought I would set foot in the Silver Dawn pack again. I never thought I would breathe this air, hear these sounds, or feel this crushing weight against my ribs.


    Overwhelmed, I closed my eyes just for a moment.


    But then I remembered. I was not here to mourn.


    I was here for my goal—for the truth, for justice, for my mother. For everything that had been stolen from me.


    The past wed at me, but I forced myself to keep walking. I had no choice. I had to ovee this, because only here could I find what I was looking for.


    The Silver Dawn pack was my cage once. But now... it was the key.


    And I would not leave until I had what I came for.


    It was Sara’s first time stepping into werewolf territory. I could see how overwhelmed she was. Her eyes kept darting around, trying to take in every wall, every corner, every strange face.


    She hugged her arms tightly across her chest, her steps small and cautious. Curiosity and nervousness mixed in her expression like a child stepping into a world she was not meant to see.


    We followed the head maid down a narrow path that led deeper inside. Her steps were brisk, her chin raised, her authority clear. Suddenly, she slowed and turned to us.


    Her eyes swept over us in a rather unpleasant way. I could feel the weight of her gaze even before she spoke.


    "Who are you?" she asked in a tone that carried no warmth.


    It wasn’t a question born of interest... it was suspicion. I knew she already sensed it. We were human. The disdain in her eyes was so obvious.


    I lowered my head, forcing my voice to tremble, just like a terrified human girl would. "W-We... we asked for a ce to stay. We can work, we don’t want trouble. The Alpha... he allowed us to stay here."


    The maid’s lips twisted into a snort, and she muttered beneath her breath, "Filthy humans."


    The words were filled with disgust. She whispered under her breath and thought we couldn’t hear it, but in her eyes we were humans—and the truth was Sara and I had clearly heard it. My hands clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms.


    So this was how it always would be. No matter what changed, no matter what promises of peace or kindness were made, the truth never shifted. Werewolves would always look down on anyone who was not like them. To them, other races were nothing but dirt, intruders who did not belong.


    I closed my eyes briefly, steadying myself. This was only temporary. I had to remind myself of that. My goal was bigger than their insults. Their arrogance would not get under my skin.


    The maid turned and walked again, her steps faster this time. When we finally reached the Omega Quarters, she stopped and gestured inside.


    "You can both stay here," she said curtly. "I’ll assign your workter. Choose whatever you’re capable of, but do not bother any of the wolves. Do not try to curry favor. It won’t be long before you’re kicked out if you do. Our Alpha is very kind, but don’t you dare take liberties with that. He despises ambition from humans."


    Her words were sharp, a lecture that felt like a punishment. She sneered suddenly, muttered something under her breath, and then walked out without even looking back at us.


    Sara blinked at the closed door, speechless. Her mouth opened, then shut again, as if she couldn’t even put into words the absurdity of what had just happened. "What... was that?" she whispered.


    I only smiled faintly. I didn’t answer. There was no point. This was the nature of werewolves—they held themselves above all others, always believing everyone else lived only to climb up to them. They saw ambition even where there was none.


    That was the hardest truth to change.


    We set our things down quietly and sat in the small room we were given. It wasn’t much—just in walls, a small bed, and a rough table, but it was enough.


    Sara leaned close to me, whispering again. "So... what now?"


    I looked at her, then lowered my voice as well. "Now we gather information. Whatever we can. We need to know what’s happening here, and if we can find a lead to the witch."