As dawn approached, I quietly gathered the few belongings I had accumulated during my time in the Moonlit Pack. I stood by the window, staring out at the pale light creeping over the horizon. The forest beyond was eerily silent, as if holding its breath.
There was a soft knock at the door, and Alexander entered.
"Everything is ready," he said.
I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. "Thank you… for everything."
"You don't have to thank me," he replied gently. "Just promise me you'll take care of yourself out there."
"I will," I whispered, though the words felt hollow.
We moved quietly through the hospital, careful not to attract attention. The halls were dimly lit, and the occasional nurse or staff member barely gave us a second glance. Alexander had planned everything meticulously.
When we reached the side exit, Alexander stopped and turned to me.
