Penelope's POV
The support messages flood my social media—former classmates, pack members, even some Frostfang players congratulating me on the victory.
My phone hasn't stopped buzzing for three days. i********: notifications, Twitter mentions, f*******: messages from people I haven't heard from in years. It's overwhelming in the best possible way.
"Holy crap, Pen." Isla drops onto my dorm room bed, scrolling through her own phone. "You're trending on three different platforms. People are calling you the comeback story of the year."
I look up from my laptop where I've been trying to catch up on schoolwork between media requests. "It's surreal. A week ago, most of these people didn't know I existed."
"Welcome to winning," she says with a grin. "Everyone loves an underdog who actually w
