*Ella’s POV*
For the first time in weeks, the world felt… quiet.
No nightmares. No ancient prophecies. Just the sun slipping through the trees and the faint laughter of wolves scattered around the training field.
I had woken up before dawn, mind buzzing, chest tight with everything I hadn’t said to Remo. But instead of hiding again, I forced myself out of the room. Out into the air.
I needed normal. Whatever that meant.
“Luna!” A voice called behind me.
I turned just in time to catch a blur of energy as Rebecca jogged up to me. Her golden hair was tied in a braid, and she wore a white cop top and camo joggers.
“You’re early.” She said lifting her eyebrows.
“Couldn’t sleep.” I replied, stretching a little. “Figured I’d.. mingle.”
Rebecca smirked. “Mingling with us? That’s b
