Chapter 10
EVANGELINE POINT OF VIEW
Monday morning comes too soon.
I walk through the school doors with my head high for the first time in weeks. The whispers follow me like they always do, but today they sound different. Uncertain.
Students stare as I pass, but not with the cruel satisfaction I'm used to. Their eyes hold something else. Something that looks almost like fear.
Good.
My wolf purrs inside my chest. She's still there, awake and alert. The binding stone's effects are weaker now, like trying to hold back an ocean with a cracked dam.
I can feel Ronan before I see him. The bond between us thrums with tension that makes my skin prickle. He's close. Very close.
The hallway parts around me as I walk toward my locker. Kids who used to shove me out of the way now step aside wi
