SOPHIA’S POV
I gripped the sink tightly, steadying myself as the nausea finally faded. My body still felt strange—**not weak, but… different.** There was no dizziness, no lingering pain. Instead, I felt something coiling inside me, like a muscle that had been numb for too long and was now stretching back to life.
A slow, deep hum vibrated beneath my skin.
*Elsa?*
*I’m here.* My wolf’s voice was stronger than before—clearer, no longer the faint whisper I had grown used to.
*What’s happening to me?* I asked.
*You’re finally healing.*
The realization sent a shiver through me. **Whatever my stepmother had been feeding me all those years—it was wearing off.**
I looked up, catching my reflection in the mirror. My skin was still pale from the strain, but there was something
