Zara's POV
A cold breeze from the open window jolted me awake. I sat up slowly with my heart pounding as I scanned the big, well-furnished room. For a moment, I thought I was still dreaming. Maybe I'd passed out back at the Awakening Circle. Maybe none of this was real.
But the big mattress beneath me was too flexible and the smell of mildew was too sharp, which revealed that I was still here in the Magic Academy.
"I wasn't supposed to be here," I muttered under my breath.
I had failed the test. I'd felt that I was empty, broken and there was no spark. My wolf which had whimpered when I saw Ronan in the afternoon had never come during the night. I had already started saying goodbye to myself when the relic on my wrist began to glow.
But what happened after that? Everythin
