Chapter 34
**Evangeline's POV**
Monday morning hits me like a truck loaded with exhaustion. Three days have passed since my encounter with Ronan in the woods, and I've barely slept. Every time I close my eyes, I see his face when I slapped him. The shock. The pain. The way he looked at me like I'd become someone he didn't recognize.
Maybe I have.
The charm Maeve gave me rests warm against my chest as I walk through the school doors. Students part around me like I'm carrying some invisible disease, but their whispers follow me down the hallway.
"Did you hear what happened Friday night?"
"She actually stood up to him."
"I heard she's different now."
Different. That word keeps following me everywhere. But different how? Different bad or different good? I can't tell anymore.
My wolf s
