Zara
I sat at the Academy dormitory, it was too still, even the wind outside the high window was extremely quiet, it was just like everyone was holding their breath. I sat with my leg crossed on the wooden floor, my knees were stiff and my back pressed against the cool wall. My body still aches from the duel, and the ghost of my claws lingered under my skin. Wrapped in my head was Ronan who carried me before I could fall.
"He really does help me?" I muttered.
Since that incident I haven't seen him around, I hadn't gone to training that morning. And no one had come checking on me. Maybe Ronan has come, I don't know. I don't even know what's going on, Maybe the council was busy deciding what to do with the freak girl who shifted without permission, without moon, or without control
