FIONA
The image of Millicent fainting still replayed in my head like a film reel on loop. It was the night of the wolfing-out party, the one everyone wouldn’t stop gossiping about, but I hadn’t gone.
I couldn’t go after I watched her go from okay to unconscious in mere seconds. The sound of her body hitting the floor had me lunging to her side before I even thought. Her face had gone white, almost transparent. Her lips losing their color.
It rattled me more than the rogues had. Because this wasn’t Millicent in warrior mode, this was Millicent as fragile as glass, my best friend was crumbling, and there was nothing I could do but catch her and hold her still.
I had debated telling the twins about it, Zayne especially, because he had that way of looking at her like he already knew but th
