Astrid's POV
A night I will remember, this one. My eyes remained outside the window, restless and wide open.
The wolves howling at the moon didn't spend a second catching their breath as they went on all night.
I had never experienced anything quite like it. I could neither sleep nor worry about my future from now on.
By morning, my eyes were sunken, and I still heard their howls in my ears. There were footsteps outside so I forced myself out of bed.
Aaron said that the mission delegations started soonest, and I didn't want to be a step behind them.
“Riyana already has low expectations of me." I sighed as I arranged my hair.
If I felt lycans were a terrifying match for a werewolf like me, she probably thought I werewolf wasn't good enough for lycans. She would be partly right
