The letter came on expensive paper.
Not pink glittery. White. Thick. With a silver wolf seal that I knew.
Silverpine Academy.
The school that put me on 500 calories a day from age eight. The school that had a weigh-in every Monday in front of the whole class. The school where Jaxon called me fatass under the full moon in front of everyone.
Giselle dropped it like it burned her.
"Don't open it," she whispered. "It's from them."
Theo picked it up with a stick. "It's probably a trap. Like, 'come back so we can measure your hips again.'"
My mother took it calmly - she had been Alpha there once - and opened it. Her hands didn't shake. Mine did.
She read out loud:
To: Alpha Alina Hart, Rogue Queen, Curved Moon Pack
From: Headmistress Luna Argent, Silverpine Academy for Future Lunas and
