But the calm didn't last.
With the noise gone, her thoughts rushed in instead.
She found herself turning inward, questioning something she had never truly examined before, her senses. It wasn't just her hearing. Her eyesight, too, was sharper than it should be, capable of picking out details at distances most people wouldn't even notice.
Back then, she had never found it strange. Living among werewolves had set her standard to them; compared to them, she had always felt lacking, especially after realizing she was wolfless. In that environment, she had never once considered that she might still be different.
But now, placed among ordinary humans, the contrast was undeniable.
Was it normal for someone to hear whispers from across a crowded space? To see something as small as ants moving several meters away with perfect clarity?
The answer was obvious.
No, it wasn't.
And for the first time, Ashley began to truly question it.
