Ayla’s POV
The first day back at school after the Crimson Paw anniversary felt like walking into a different world.
Every head turned when I stepped through the doors. The sound of chatter dipped, then picked back up, but slower, like they were making sure I could hear the whispers. Some smiled...fake, tight smiles that never touched their eyes. Others didn’t bother hiding the disgust, lips curling, nostrils flaring like the air I breathed offended them.
I tugged my hoodie closer around me, but it didn’t help. My stomach was already starting to show a little, and no matter how loose my clothes were, I could feel eyes sticking to it.
‘They’re staring at us again,’ my wolf muttered in my head, low and sharp. ‘Let them choke on it. You are Luna. They should bow, not whisper.’
Her anger w
