Fifteen

Katana

I rushed inside the house, the rain, cold, and unshed tears following close behind me, and sighed at the warm atmosphere of the living room.

My eyes searched around for Zayn, hoping he wouldn't probe me with questions.

The room was lit by the soft glow of the fireplace, casting shadows on the walls. Some omegas were huddled together in the room, chatting animatedly and enjoying the warmth of the fire. I approached the fireplace, feeling its heat on my skin and breathing in the smoky and earthy scent of the burning logs.

My mum caught sight of me standing beside the hearth and she eyed me from head to foot with a frown.

"What were you doing out there in the rain?"

Without saying anything, I shrugged my shoulders. Her frown disappeared, replaced with concern.

"Katana, are you okay?"

Another nod.

"Come on now, you can tell me," she prodded, not believing my silence.

The sound of the rain tapped against the windows. I blinked back tears, trying to keep my emotions in