chapter 32

Catherine pov.

"I sat on my bed, thinking of what to do. 'How can I get my son?' My mind kept on going in different directions, though, as I felt reckless, not knowing what to do.

I stood up and walked into the room, searching for a way to get my son. Tomorrow, I will be going back to the Shadow Moon Pack, and I haven't even thought of a plan yet. As I looked up at the roof, I tried to imagine what life would be like without my son by my side.

The room smelled of lavender and vanilla, with a hint of musk. The only sound was my steady breathing, interrupted by the occasional creak of the floorboards. I reached out and touched the rough fabric of the bedspread, feeling its texture under my fingertips.

As I closed my eyes, trying to forget about the past and think of a way to make my plan work, a knock on the door got my attention. I stood up and walked towards the door, my footsteps echoing in the empty room.

When I opened the door, I saw Philip standing there, looking at me with concer