Saoirse
I’m back at the academy, not to go to them but to meet the people I care for the last time.
I walked through the academy gates like I wasn’t trending all over social media, like I wasn’t the face of shame in half the werewolf forums right now.
My heart was thudding like it had its own war to fight. But I had to show up. I had to pretend I wasn’t falling apart.
They always say "act normal," but how the hell do you do that when the whole world just found out you're entangled with your own stepbrothers?
My fingers trembled as I clutched my bag tighter, walking past the fountain. Every glance felt like a bullet, every whisper a stab in my back. I tried not to listen—but damn it, I heard them.
“That’s the girl from the scandal—”
“Ew, she kissed both of them? Aren’t they related?”
