LOGINI stayed on the field after she disappeared into the dark.I needed the air. I needed to hit something. I needed to do anything other than stand there with the what she'd said still moving through my chest.The only thing keeping me from falling apart was you.I started running drills. Basic footwork. The kind of repetitive physical work that was supposed to clear everything else out.The first pain hit three minutes in.Not a muscle. Not exertion. Something deeper, along my ribs, on the left side, a sharp and specific ache that had no relationship to anything I'd done physically. I stopped. Pressed my hand against my side. Breathed.It faded.I kept going.It came back worse.I pushed through it because I had been pushing through things my entire life and this was just my body reacting to stress and sleep deprivation and a night of emotional wreckage that had gone further than I'd planned. That was all it was.Except it intensified every time I moved toward the far end of the field.
He came back late.I was already sitting up, back against the headboard, arms crossed, because I'd been awake since he left and pretending otherwise wasn't going to work on either of us.He looked at me. Clocked the expression. Didn't say anything."What did she want?" I asked."Nothing urgent." He dropped his jacket on the chair. "Go to sleep.""That's not an answer.""It's the answer I'm giving.""Cassian." I kept my voice level. "She walked into our room during a fight, pulled you out, and you came back looking like someone who just defused a bomb. So tell me what she wanted."He turned to face me. The controlled look was back — the one he put on when he'd decided how much of something he was going to share and had already drawn the line."It was politics," he said. "Raven doing what Raven does. I handled it.""What kind of politics?""The kind that doesn't concern you right now.""Everything in this academy concerns me right now." I got off the bed. Stood. "We are in the middle of
"A word," Raven said. "Just you."She said it to me. Her eyes didn't go to Val, didn't acknowledge the room or the argument she'd clearly just walked into the tail end of. Just looked at me with that composed, patient expression and waited.I looked at Val.She was standing by her desk, arms crossed, jaw still tight from everything that had just happened between us. When our eyes met she looked away first."Fine," I said.I followed Raven out.Val didn't say anything as I left. I felt her watching from the doorway. The pull of it, that specific awareness my wolf had developed for exactly where she was in any given space, stayed with me all the way down the corridor.I didn't look back.Raven's common room in Vesper was different from Solas. Darker. More deliberate. The furniture was arranged for conversations that were meant to feel private, and someone had lit the low lamps along the walls, which meant Raven had planned this.She poured two glasses from the decanter on the side table
Three days under Cain's supervised curriculum felt like three weeks.The training load doubled overnight — Soren's doing, according to the official memo, a routine intensification ahead of end-of-term assessments. What it actually meant was that we were watched from six in the morning until curfew, every session logged, every result noted by a junior professor who reported directly to Cain.There was no room to breathe. No room to plan. No room to be anything except exactly what we were supposed to be.I was exhausted in a way that the wolfsbane made worse. My wolf couldn't help me recover properly. My body was running on fumes and stubbornness and the specific anger of someone who had no good options left.By the third day, Cassian's temper had gotten shorter by the hour.He didn't show it the way other people showed it. He got quieter. More precise. The space between his words shrank until everything he said came out clipped and final, like he was conserving something that was runni
Soren's office looked the same as it always did.Same dark wood desk. Same bookshelves floor to ceiling. Same view through the narrow window of the academy's inner courtyard, where students moved between classes in groups that had gotten tighter and quieter over the past three weeks.But Soren looked different.He was standing when we came in, which he never did. And when I looked at him properly, not the surface of him, not the headmaster performance, he looked like a man who had been carrying something heavy for a long time without putting it down.He waited until the door closed behind us."Sit," he said.We sat.He didn't. He stayed standing behind his desk with his hands flat on the surface, looking at both of us with the expression of someone who had made a decision that cost them something."There is rot in this building," he said. "I have known it for some time. The shape of it has been difficult to see clearly from where I stand." He paused. "Partly because the person respons
I didn't know when I drifted off to sleep again, but when I opened my eyes, he was already awake.Sitting in the chair beside the cot, forearms on his knees, watching me with that steady gray gaze that I still hadn't fully learned how to receive without wanting to look away.I looked away."How do you feel?" he asked."Better." My voice came out rougher than I expected. I cleared it. "The fever broke.""I know. Voss checked you at four.""You were here at four?""I was here all night."I didn't know what to do with that so I sat up and pushed my hair back and focused on taking stock of my body, the fever gone, my wolf still tender but no longer in active conflict, the wolfsbane wearing thin but manageable. Functional. I was functional."What did you dream?" Cassian asked.The question landed quietly. No pressure in it. Just there."Nothing," I said.He was quiet for a moment."Okay," he said.The way he said it told me he knew it wasn't nothing. The way he let it go told me he wasn't
The great hall buzzed with conversations. It seemed everybody was curious about who they were about to be sharing a room with.And from the look of things, I wasn't the only fresher. There were some people with bags. Obviously they didn't have to run away from their homes to be here.Students gathe
The silence that hung between us wasn’t peaceful. It was thick, stiff and heavy in the very corners of the room like dust no one dared to sweep.Val didn’t answer my question.Didn’t even flinch.Just climbed into bed and pulled the blanket up like I hadn’t asked a damn thing.And that pissed the h
Raven tasted like cherry lip balm and something feminine. She was soft in the way I liked as we locked lips.Her fingers tangled in my hair, her body warm against mine as she shifted on my lap, lips trailing down my jaw. I let my head fall back against the wall, exhaling through my nose as her han
The training grounds were alive with tension. Everybody seemed uneasy on the field. They were about to be introduced to something they've never undertaken so their worry was expected. But weakness was not tolerated.Dominance challenges weren’t just a tradition at Dominion Academy—they were law. I







