ADINNA
I wake with a jolt.
Air slams back into my lungs as if I’ve been underwater for hours, and I gasp, hand flying to my chest. My heartbeat thunders against my palm, wild and uneven, like it’s trying to escape my body. Sweat clings to my skin, cooling fast, leaving a shiver racing through me.
The ceiling above me is the familiar wooden beams of my dorm room.
My eyes widen. My wolf stirs sluggishly inside me, restless but less violent.
I sit up abruptly and the room sways around me a little, the edges bending like soft glass. For a moment, I think I’m going to pass out again, but I grab the sheets, anchoring myself.
“Whoa—easy,” a voice says sharply.
I spin toward the sound.
Riley sits in a chair beside the bed, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her legs are pulled up in the
