Ash’s POV
A very shrieking scream pierced through the silence of the morning.
For a moment, the whole world seemed to stop after that.
You’d think a school full of wolves would be used to noise, but that scream stopped everything. The chatter in the courtyard, the sparring, the laughter, all gone in an instant.
I remember looking up from my notebook in the mess hall, spoon halfway to my mouth, as the echo faded. For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then every head turned toward the eastern field.
Something in my chest twisted.
Devan muttered, “That didn’t sound like training.”
No, it didn’t. Training screams fade fast. This one kept ringing in my ears like it didn’t want to leave.
The next thing I knew, the instructors were shouting. Students pouring outside. The scent hit me before the
