Chapter 71 Moving out.

The days that followed were filled with tension, a creeping sense of unease settling over me like a shroud. Even though I had left the lab, it was impossible to shake the feeling that Mr. Smith was still watching, still searching for any clue that would confirm his suspicions about me. The thought gnawed at me constantly, a persistent reminder that no matter how careful I was, the danger had only grown. I spent more time with the pack, trying to focus on anything but the nagging worry. Noah had reassured me over and over that we were doing everything we could to stay safe, but I couldn’t ignore the anxiety that gnawed at the back of my mind. One afternoon, as I sat by the edge of the pack’s territory, watching the forest sway in the wind, I felt a presence beside me. I looked up to see Evelyn, her expression contemplative as she took a seat next to me. “How are you holding up?” she asked softly. I shrugged, hugging my knees to my chest. “I don’t know. I keep thinking about the lab,