Willow's pov“You will get your answers,” my mother said, eyes fixed on the road. “Once you finish your studies at Blackfang Academy.”I scoffed. “You’ve been saying that.” So many times that I didn't believe it anymore. I stared out the window, fingers curled tight around the strap of my bag.“This time, I mean it,” she said My wolf stirred under my skin, restless, impatient, unfamiliar in a way that still made my chest tighten. Three days ago, I’d woken up with heightened senses, a burning ache in my veins, and a truth I hadn’t been allowed to know for eighteen years.I wasn’t human. I wasn't an orphan either. The woman I had been living with, who I had served for eighteen years, was my mother. When she told me I was a princess, I found it hard to believe. “You told me I was nothing. Nobody.” I muttered, my chest squeezed in pain as the memory resurfaced. “You told me I had no family! No past. Just… lucky you found me.”Her grip tightened on the steering wheel. She turned back
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