The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy
Don’t have time for it or interest in anything else – anything but the firestorm dancing before me.
The whirlwind of flames turns, pulsing in time with my heart. My blood sings as the vortex climbs towards the sky, dancing higher, eager and burning and full of grace. It’s a wild, passionate thing – a song, a dance, an eager she-wolf racing through a forest, along a cliff, desperate to be alive and free and to stretch her legs.
It’s us, my wolf whispers, howlingly pleased and as full of joy as me. Us in our purest form, elemental.