Raven's POV
When I stepped back into our room, the air felt different. It wasn't the comfortable, messy chatter I was used to. Sheila and Dan were sitting on their beds, and as soon as I walked in, they sat up straight, their eyes wide. They were keeping a strange, respectable distance from me, like I was something dangerous.
"Oh, stop being ridiculous," I said, tossing my shawl onto my bed. "I’m still Raven. I haven’t grown a second head."
Sheila gave me a roguish smile, but she didn't move any closer. "Well, you’ll be Queen Raven in a short while. Or Double Queen. Is that even a thing? I don't know how to act around a future Queen."
Dan just nodded in solemn agreement, looking at me like I was a high-ranking Alpha he had to impress. It was exhausting. I looked over at Diane, who was
