Elara's POV
Ravin found me after evening prep, appearing beside me in the corridor the way he always did, like he simply decided to be wherever I was and the logistics of getting there were beneath consideration.
"Get ready tomorrow evening." He fell into step beside me. "We're going out."
I looked at him sideways. "Out where?"
"My pack." He said it the way he said most things, like it was already decided and the conversation was just a formality.
"I want you to see where I come from. Spend some proper time together outside of school walls, somewhere that isn't a corridor or the back of a classroom."
Something warm moved through me at that, the idea of being somewhere that was his, seeing a part of him that existed beyond Draven and corridors and stolen moments in quiet corners of t
