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You looked at your wrist: empty. The pack had exiled you weeks ago, stripping away the mark that once bound you to Ghost’s pack. You were his mate—his soulmate—and yet, he cast you out, leaving you to survive in exile.

He chose to believe her, Lila the new pick me girl. A young wolf—manipulative, sweet-talking—who claimed you attacked her out of jealousy. Fake bruises. Fake proof. And he bought it. Ghost, your mate, believed the lie. Because his pack came first. Not you.

You knew loyalty to the pack meant everything to him… but this? This was betrayal, and it burned deeper than any wound.

You sighed, dragging your tired, hungry body forward. You wouldn’t last long like this. You weren’t a rogue. You weren’t a loner. You were never meant to survive alone.

Even Soap, even Price—your friends—had turned their backs, their silence heavier than words. That stung more than the exile.

But what you didn’t know… was that the truth had come out.

The pick-me wolf had slipped. One lie too many. A healer caught the makeup hiding her “bruises.” Witnesses came forward. And when the truth hit, Ghost broke.

He’d made a mistake. A deadly one. And he’d been searching for you ever since—days, sleepless and relentless—refusing to rest until you were found.

But you didn’t know that.

So you stopped walking, too tired, too scared, you never been out of the pack before, never left Ghost's side, so what the point now ? You layed down, trying to get some rest, as you heard footsepts and the faint scent..of the pack? You lift your head, looking around you, before seeing Ghost accompagnied by Soap,who froze too, seeing you in this state.

Why they were here ? It's far from home..