Chapter 50 - Drained
Selene ~~
I just lay there.
Flat on my back. Eyes wide open. Staring at the ceiling like it was supposed to give me answers.
But it didn't.
It never does.
I didn't say anything. I couldn't.
What was I even supposed to say?
Who do you talk to when you're tired of talking?
When every word feels useless?
I was tired.
So tired.
Not the kind of tired sleep could fix. Not the kind you feel after working hard. No.
This was a different kind of tired.
A heavy, frustrating kind. A soul-deep kind.
I was tired of pretending. Tired of smiling. Tired of being careful with every step, every word, every breath—just so I wouldn't piss off the wrong person in this cursed pack.
This place doesn't even feel like home anymore.
It feels like a damn den—a place where wild animals watch you from the dark, waiting for you to fall, waiting for you to break.
That's what they want.
That's all they ever wanted.
They've been waiting for me to make a mistake.