Something was wrong.
Ravyn didn’t know how she knew it, only that she did.
The feeling started as a faint ache beneath her ribs, a dull pulse that wouldn’t go away. It wasn’t physical. It was deeper than that, like her soul had flinched. Like somewhere, someone she wasn’t supposed to care about anymore was bleeding.
She set the two cups of coffee she’d gotten for herself and Willow down on the table a little too hard, earning a startled look from her coworkers.
“You okay?” Willow came running to her side.
“Yeah,” she lied, forcing a smile. “Just… dizzy for a sec.”
But she wasn’t dizzy. Something was pulling at her insides.
“Want to sit?”
Her chest tightened with every breath, her wolf stirring restlessly under her skin. It felt like invisible threads were tugging her toward the win
