Rhea
I slipped through the narrow side door of the healing wing, my borrowed cloak heavy on my shoulders.
The fabric still carried Darius’s scent, and it made my stomach twist. Voices echoed from the main courtyard even at this late hour.
It was filled with shouts, cheers, and arguments. The whole academy buzzed like a kicked beehive.
“She’s the Moon Wolf!” someone yelled. “The prophecies are real!”
Another voice cut in. “We must protect her. The packs need her power!”
I pressed my back against the cold stone wall and closed my eyes for a moment. My hands shook as I pulled the hood lower.
Every step I took away from the training grounds felt like walking through thick mud. My body still ached from the poison and the shift, but the real pain sat deeper.
A group of students rounded t
