The Alpha In My Dream
She left me alone in the silence, the ghost of Ethan's kiss still burning on my lips.
I dressed in my school uniform—a pleated skirt and a crisp white blouse that felt far too tight against my skin, as if my body was still humming from the memory of Ethan.
I pulled my long hair back, trying to hide the slight swelling on my cheek where my mother had struck me, and headed out toward the academy.
The Silver Moon Academy sat on a hill overlooking the pack lands, a sprawling complex of ancient stone buildings and modern glass wings.
It was the premier institution for young wolves to learn control, history, and the complexities of their secondary genders.
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