Elena POV
My eyes trailed down to my wrist, my bare wrist. More than a week had passed since the bracelet broke and I hadn’t had any episodes or any pain since then.
Which was… a good thing.
But I just couldn’t stop thinking about it, what if my powers suddenly flare up out of the blue again? Or even got worse?
I hadn’t shifted since I found out my fur was changing colors or rather spreading color, so I had no way of knowing if it had gotten worse or not.
I let out a long breath, at least that wasn’t painful.
“Elena,” Draven called, his hand slightly hovering over the glass of water he’d been reaching for, “you’re not eating.”
I slowly raised my head to find everyone in the dining hall looking at me.
Everyone including Cassandra who immediately looked down and tried to pretend she
