They call her Pet. No wolf. No rank. No business being at Silver Peak Academy at all. LYRA clawed her way out of the Ashward slums in silence and stubbornness. She knows what she is to the heirs running this school: a joke. A charity admission. Something to step over. What she will not tell them, what she guards with every controlled breath, is that the wolf inside her is not missing. It is waiting. SILAS wants her gone. MALACHI watches like he already knows. The High Council has her file flagged. She has until the Blood Moon to decide who she can use. She will not trust anyone.