Fiona's POV
I couldn't tell anyone.
Not yet.
The little wolf in my chest had stayed quiet all morning — like she was hiding, waiting.
I didn't understand why she'd chosen now — after eighteen years of nothing — to finally show herself.
What if it was temporary?
What if I told the others... and then she disappeared again?
I couldn't risk that kind of heartbreak.
Not when I'd just started believing I wasn't broken.
So I kept my mouth shut.
I forced myself to act normal. But the constant urge to press a hand to my chest just to feel her presence again made my hands itchy.
I was barely holding it together by the time the familiar gates of the school showed up in front of me.
The whole campus was buzzing with life. Students pour in through the gates. Wolves shifted in and out of th
