POV: Luna
Lunch the next day is an education in Academy politics.
Aria takes it upon herself to explain the social hierarchy while we eat.
"See that table?" She nods toward a group of large, muscular students. "Northern pack wolves. All about strength and dominance. They respect power above everything else."
"And over there?" Sienna points to a different group. More refined. Less overtly aggressive.
"Southern packs. They value strategy over brute force. Politics and alliances. Very dangerous if you underestimate them."
Lyric doesn't look up from her tablet but adds, "And the Coastal wolves sitting by the windows? They think they're better than everyone because their territories have ocean access. Pretentious as hell."
"How do you know all this already?" I ask Lyric. "You've been her
