Briar
Odtte's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over me.
"What?" I whispered, feeling the hope I'd been nurturing crumble away. After everything that had happened, all the strange changes I'd experienced, I was still just... nothing special?
Damian's arm tightened around me, his eyes blazing with intensity. "That can't be right," he insisted, his voice tight with frustration. "The things that have happened to Briar, her healing, her strength – they have to mean something!"
"Patient, young Alpha," Odette held up a wrinkled hand, silencing him." I said I felt nothing," she said slowly, her eyes never leaving my face. "But that doesn't mean there's nothing there."
A flicker of hope reignited in my chest. "What do you mean?" I asked, barely daring to breathe.
Odette's brow fur
