Third Person POV
The unsettling encounter with the mysterious guy at school replayed endlessly in Anya's mind, a persistent loop she couldn't break. His identity remained a frustrating blank; even his name was a void.
But one thing she noticed was that the people in the class seemed to be afraid of him, or rather, he was just a figure of respect for them. His aura and little words proved that commanding respect from others isn't much work to do. Quiet authority seems to emanate from him effortlessly.
He barely talks in class, nor did he have friends in class. He is alone, and he does seem to be affected by the loneliness.
"Rhea?' Anya's mental call echoed into the quiet corners of her mind, where her inner wolf had retreated in recent days.
'You seek me out today,' Rhea responded, h
