SKY
I want to get a head start on the day, but my legs feel heavy after my wolf decided to take an unexpected run near the campus last night.
I must have enjoyed the hunt because when I pull back my blanket, I find feathers scattered everywhere. My stomach turns. Maybe my wolf has a taste for birds. Horrified, I brush the feathers away and try not to think about what else I might have eaten while in wolf form—rodents, rabbits, bats, or whatever else she likes to chase.
After brushing my teeth, I twist my hair into a messy bun and take a deep breath. There’s one good thing about being here at college. My mind stays busy with early assignments, and that helps quiet the pain in my heart.
I’ve started wearing the necklace again. For some reason, it makes me feel safer, as if it carries a
