Aria’s POV:The whistle echoed across the valley before dawn had fully surrendered to morning. A thin layer of frost silvered the werewolf training grounds, crunching beneath boots as students filtered into the practice circles. The air smelled of damp earth, pine, and the faint smoke drifting from the academy chimneys above.I pulled the leather wraps tighter around my hands. Maybe if Professor Kane worked us hard enough, my body would be too exhausted to let my mind wander.It was a nice thought. It lasted all of three seconds. Because the moment I closed my fists, all I could think about was Jasper. The way he’d looked at me after the party. The way he’d kissed me. The way he’d walked away in the classroom. “You look distracted.”Crystal fell into step beside me, carrying a practice staff over one shoulder.“I’ve looked worse.”“You have.” She offered a crooked smile. “Usually after Archer throws you into the dirt.”“I’ve only lost twice.”She raised an eyebrow. “I admire your con
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