Mai's P.O.V.
I woke up feeling… wrong.
Something gnawed at the edges of my mind, a whisper just out of reach. My sheets were tangled around my legs, and my skin felt damp, as if I had been thrashing in my sleep. My heart pounded, but I couldn't remember why.
I sat up slowly, rubbing my temples. My body felt heavy, my mind sluggish. There was an unease in my chest, a deep-rooted fear that slithered through my veins. Something had happened. I was sure of it. But what?
The whispers.
I could still feel the echoes of them in my bones, but their words were lost. A sickening dread curled in my stomach. I must have done something.
But what?
At breakfast, I couldn't focus. The smell of eggs and bacon made my stomach twist. I poked at my food, barely taking a bite, while my mother, father, Ollie and everyone else talked about pack matters. Their voices blurred together, background noise to the storm in my head.
Liam promised to stay away from me.
