rapped in sweats, hoodie pulled up, blood still dried on my knuckles from the night before. No one came to this part of the training hall after curfew. No one but me. Because when the rest of

let the

edge. My muscles screamed with every strike against the reinforced steel pillar, the sound of bone hitting metal ringing through the room like a war drum. I punched until the skin on my knuckles split, until my arms shook, until my ch

t. Because when he stood in front of me and spat those words in front of the entire academy when he rejected me with a sn

d my body past its limits. It wasn't my wolf. Not exactly. My wolf had been silent since the ceremony, wounded and withdrawn. This was some

air plastered to my forehead, and my eyes burning with unshed fury. My body was shak

with fire. I sat up slowly, blinking, unsure if I was dizzy or not. The air around me had th

and a sharp crack echoed through the room. My eyes shot up in time to see the massive mirror

hundered i

d it and I hadn

ed but my thoughts didn't. The whispers in my head, the ones that had started whispering ever since the ceremon

feet, my blood turned cold, my eyes weren't blue anymore;

eal and it t

f the gym before whatever it w

l saw me. The whispers still followed me a mutt, pathetic, and rejected girl. I ignored them a

e outdoor sparring

e Th

is friends like he hadn't destroyed someone three nights ago. He looked as lethal as ever, black shirt clinging to his

yes l

irk sl

etely. Bu

look away

n't c

e was the one who looked un

last night-it wasn't just po

deep down, I knew this wasn't the end

ust the