The restricted section of the Sterling Academy library was a labyrinth of towering mahogany shelves and humming digital servers that housed the fragmented history of the shifter world. For Leo, the sterile quiet was a welcome reprieve from the relentless whispers of his classmates. Ever since the courtyard incident, he had become a figure of myth within the school walls, a boy from the slums who had manifested a power that shouldn't exist. He sat at a heavy obsidian desk in the sub basement, surrounded by ancient leather bound volumes and flickering holographic scrolls.
The sapphire ring in his irises pulsed with a rhythmic light as he worked. He wasn't looking for standard wolf lore or pack genealogies. He was hunting for the term he had heard Dante whisper in the training room: the Coba
