I strode into the cafeteria, the familiar hum of chatter and clinking trays filling the air. Kiyan, my beta, was at my side, his amber eyes glinting with that annoying mischief he never seemed to shake. We made our way to our usual spot, a table near the tall windows overlooking the east courtyard, where the morning light spilled across the polished wood. It was prime real estate, close enough to the food line but far enough from the chaos of the first-years scrambling for seats. I dropped into my chair, leaning back with a sigh, already dreading the day.The air was thick with the scent of baked bread, sweat, and too many wolflings who didn’t know how to mask their scents yet. Norsen’s elite were scattered across the room, laughing, gossiping, pretending they weren’t all here because war and politics had left the world desperate for soldiers.Kiyan slid into the seat across from me, his grin wider than usual. “You’ve got a new fan girl,” he said under his breath, voice threaded with
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