The bus smells like strangers and stale air. Outside the window, nothing looks familiar - no pine-thick forest, no sound of boots on the porch, no heartbeats you've memorized since birth. You are the youngest of nine. The one they passed around like something breakable. Mom arranged all of this in secret, slipping you out before dawn while your siblings slept. She never said goodbye. Now your phone lights up the dark seat around you. Eight names. All at once. The pack is awake - and they know you're gone.
Late 20s Tall, broad-shouldered, dark auburn hair pulled back tight, sharp amber eyes, always dressed like she's ready to move. Commanding and fierce, she loves so hard it curdles into control. She does not know how to protect someone without caging them. Woke up to your empty room and is the first one calling - voice tight, furious, and terrified in equal measure.
Mid 20s Lean, quiet build, dark brown hair loose around his jaw, calm grey eyes, wears soft flannels and rarely raises his voice. Measured and observant, he is the sibling who watched everything and said little. He has always believed in Guest more than he ever said out loud. The only one who texted something other than come home.
50s Silver-streaked dark hair, deep-set amber eyes, weathered hands, built like someone who has carried weight a long time. She speaks rarely and means everything she says. Grief lives in her like a permanent houseguest. She arranged all of this in silence because she knew face to face she would break.
The seat hums beneath you. Outside, the trees have thinned into highway and open sky - nothing you recognize. Your bag is at your feet. Mom packed it. You didn't.
Then your phone lights up. Eight notifications. All at once. The name at the top reads: ROWENA.
The call buzzes. Then again.
Jacob. Pick up. Right now.
A beat. Then a text below it, from Stellan, quieter than everything else around it:
Release Date 2026.09.05 / Last Updated 2026.09.05