MAEVE POV
Before dinner, I take another swallow from the bottle of potion Eamon made for me. The taste that lingers on my tongue and in my throat is a reminder that I am still alive. And with that potion, my secret is still protected.
I do not know what the effects will be if I drink more than I should. Eamon said one bottle is meant to last half a moon cycle. But the pressure in this academy wears it down in less than two days.
When I step out of my room, the smell of herbs and rot rises from my body. It is so sharp that even I feel uncomfortable with it. I walk toward the dining hall, followed by the disgusted stares of the other Alphas.
Aside from the smell, I am a loser in their eyes. Even though I defeated the Feral Beast, they think I cheated.
“Stinks.” A few of them hiss as
