SYLVESTER
The scream ripped through the night, tearing me from sleep.
It was Mira’s voice. Why? What happened? Waking up only made me remember how Nora refused to let me in tonight. I didn't like that at all.
Pained. Desperate. Terrified.
My blood turned to ice.
For half a second, I froze, my mind struggling to grasp reality. But then my instincts kicked in.
I threw off the blankets, my feet slamming against the cold floor as I rushed out of the room. My wolf was snarling, his fury clawing at my insides.
Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.
The scent of panic, fear, and something else, something wrong, hung thick in the air as I burst through the doors.
And then I saw her.
Mira.
On the ground.
Curled in on herself, her arms wrapped around her stomach. Tears streaked h
