["Because I don't know the full truth yet either."]
Cassandra froze, turning toward the mirror like the reflection could give her something more. Something tangible.
["You remember your name is Ashera. Same as mine. That's not a coincidence. It means I am more than just your wolf. I am your inner voice, your subconscious, your instincts. I am you. But the memories tied to who you are... those must come from you. You must put the pieces together."]
The voice wasn't cold. It wasn't withholding out of cruelty. In fact, there was something mournful in its tone, as if the wolf hated the confusion just as much as she did.
Cassandra gritted her teeth, frustration rising in her chest like a wave.
"So you're telling me... I've been living a lie my entire life. Under a name that isn't mine. In
