Rayla paced her dorm room, her mind racing in circles. The tattoo—the wolf howling at the moon—was everywhere now. First, it had been hers, a spontaneous decision inspired by Scarlet. Then, she’d seen it on the girl in her class, clear as day when the wind had blown her hair aside. And Scarlet had one too, though Rayla had never thought to ask her about it before.
"Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence," she thought, her steps quickening as she walked back and forth across the room. "But three times? That’s a pattern."
She needed to know if other girls had the same tattoo. If this was some kind of trend, some secret symbol she hadn’t been aware of, or if it was something more. Something… supernatural. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, but she couldn’t shake it. Not after t
