ISABELLA
“Are you sure this is the right way?” Thera asked me for about the hundredth time.
“Can’t you feel the shift in the air and see the nobles’ building?”
I shot back as I slipped through the dark main doors that led into the Lycan dorms.
A massive building of red brick and a black roof.
At least that’s where the little cross on Kiara’s map said it was.
I ignored the pitying look she gave me when I told her I had to go meet the prince.
She looked like she was sending me to the slaughterhouse... and honestly, that’s exactly how it felt.
“I think I’m lost,” I confessed, biting my lower lip as I stared at the huge staircase rising from the lobby up to the second floor.
Everything here screamed old money and power, and the difference between the dorms for us mere mortals and the
