Lyra’s POVThe room shrinked around me.I felt my stomach drop the moment Zane said those words, and for one terrifying moment, I forgot how to breathe. “W--where's your bathroom?” I asked, dragging myself up from my seat.I barely waited for Zane to finish pointing me toward the direction before I zoomed off, my face perfectly still, even as panic clawed at my inside. I dashed into the bathroom the moment I crossed the curtain separating the outer chamber from the inner chambers. My pulse jumped. Very fast. Have I messed things up? I panicked. “Relax. He doesn't suspect yet,” my wolf growled.Maybe not now, but I knew Zane Hawthorne. He wasn't an ordinary wolf and had one of the sharpest wolf instincts among kids in the academy— one of his strongest leadership points.Sighing, I stood in front of the wall mirror and stared at myself in it.“Lyra, this is your only chance… you can't ruin it…” Turning on the tap, I washed my hands and dabbed my face lightly with my wet palms. Nee
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