Talia’s POV Something was wrong. I could feel it in the air, heavy and sharp. The pack house was never quiet, not really, but today the silence pressed against me, unnatural. Guards moved quickly down the halls, their shoulders tense, their eyes fixed straight ahead as though they carried secrets they didn't dare let slip. Mrs Alanna hadn’t come to find me for my lessons and Kira hadn’t come too. Something was definitely wrong. I sat in the lounge, pretending to read, but my gaze kept snagging on every movement, every hushed voice. My instincts twisted inside me. Then I saw Nicole. He strode past the doorway, his usually calm face drawn tight, shadows pulling at his jaw. He didn't notice me at first, but when I called his name, he faltered — just slightly — before turning back. "Talia," he said, too fast, like he hadn't expected me to catch him. My stomach sank. "What happened?" "Nothing you need to worry about." His answer was smooth, rehearsed, but his eyes betra
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