The Last Howl
Students crossed the sprawling courtyard in elegant black uniforms, their laughter echoing between buildings that looked older than history itself.
I had spent years imagining this place. During sleepless nights, while cleaning Vanessa's room, while polishing trophies that didn't belong to me, while wondering whether my life would always remain trapped inside the Ashford estate.
Yet no amount of imagination had prepared me for the real thing. It wasn't just beautiful. It felt...
Alive.
Power hummed through the air so naturally that every breath seemed heavier. The crisp mountain air carried the scent of pine, rain, and hundreds of wolves. Every wolf surrounding me carried confidence in the w