Brielle's POV
The stars were gone by morning.
So was the quiet.
The training yard was empty now, dew still clinging to the grass where Jake and I had laid the night before, tangled in each other like we were the only things that made sense. For a moment, we had been.
Now, the weight of reality pressed back in.
I pulled on my jacket, the bite of chilled air a harsh reminder that peace didn’t last here,not when Sylvia was still breathing.
The whispers started before I even made it past the lower hall.
Two Omegas leaned against the stairwell, their voices low,just not low enough.
“I heard she met with Arthur before the attack.”
“No. You’re thinking of her mother.”
“She’s her daughter. Blood doesn’t lie.”
I didn’t flinch.
Not this time.
But something inside me curled tight.
I ke
