POV: Mia (Zero)
The second the moon hit my skin, something inside me cracked. Not gently. Not quietly. It tore.
I felt the shift begin not full, not complete, just enough to make my body hum with a wildness I couldn’t contain. My senses sharpened. My heartbeat thundered. The air grew too thick to breathe.
I was on the balcony with Alex, but I didn’t hear his words. I didn’t feel his hand on my arm. I felt something else.
A scream, buried deep in my chest.
And a voice, not mine, whispering: “Run.”
My legs moved before I could stop them. I turned, bolted through the doors, down the hallway, past confused guards who didn’t dare grab me. My wolf had surged to the surface, and no one wanted to be the one who caught the assassin mid-breakdown.
I tore through the corridor, down the stairs,
