Phoebe
Wolfsbane.
Ms. Tina was explaining its effects on us werewolves. As I already knew, wolfsbane is incredibly debilitating to our kind. Yet, its existence serves a purpose in human industries, so we can’t just wipe it off the face of the earth.
From a distance, I could feel Finley’s gaze darting between Tyra and me, like he was monitoring us. It was unnerving, the constant tapping of his pen on the desk matching the rhythm of my heartbeat as I waited for the lunch bell.
Lunch was always my sanctuary. In the bustling cafeteria filled with laughter and chatter, I had found a small, quiet table in the corner. Armed with a plate of roasted beef and soy sauce, I reveled in the solitude. No one watching, no comparisons. Just me, my food, and a rare moment of peace.
But peace didn’t las
