Sasha’s Pov
The Academy was a beast with many faces, its days brutal, its nights worse. A prison disguised as a proving ground, where blood paved the path to power. Where boys became monsters, and monsters learned to wear masks.
Since the vision, something inside me has changed. I could feel it coiling under my skin like something ancient had stirred and refused to sleep again. My wolf, once quiet and hidden beneath layers of human fragility and lies, now stirred restlessly. Hungrier. Fiercer. It whispered of flames and ruin. Of a power I hadn’t yet claimed.
My hands still bore faint scars from the last dream. The fire had kissed them again last night, but lightly. Like it was testing me. Reminding me of the bloodline I carried, dangerous, forbidden, hunted.
The weight of secrets made
