“Jenna, hurry!” Maren’s fingers curled tightly around Jenna’s wrist, dragging her through the polished marbled halls of Halden Academy before Cassia and Lorain could see them. “If those two spot you before registration, I swear on the moon goddess….”
“Why would they even be here of all places?” Jenna hissed under her breath, heart thudding as the towering gates of Halden closed behind them. Students bustled everywhere in expensive outfits bearing the Academy’s sigil, a silver wolf howling beneath a crescent moon.
Jenna’s throat tightened. This place wasn’t just intimidating, it bled history, status, and ancestral pride. She felt like a misplaced pebble in a castle built from diamonds.
“Because of course the Alpha King’s spoiled stepsiblings would attend the most elite werewolf institut
