Chapter 62 The Stranger.

I could hardly concentrate on my work, my mind still lingering on the events of the past few days. Maya had taken the news of my transformation better than I expected, but I knew our relationship would never be the same. Spending the day with her, reconnecting as best friends, had felt like a breath of fresh air—a reminder of the normalcy I once knew. But that night, when we were confronted by the man who harassed her, my protective instincts took over. My eyes had glowed, and the man had run off in terror. Maya tried to laugh it off, but I could see the fear behind her smile. I hated that my presence now brought fear instead of comfort. Today, however, wasn’t about Maya or the pack—it was about survival. I’d made my way to the lab as usual, trying to maintain the appearance of everything being normal. But things were far from normal. The tension in the air was thick, the kind of tension that sets your nerves on edge, making every little sound seem louder, every movement in the shadow