“Nicholas.”

I was dreaming. I must have been close to waking up to be so lucid.

I stood in my old room at the Academy. Nicholas had his back to me, his hand on the door handle. A

familiar curl of dread was growing in my stomach. A dull, physical ache rested behind my ribs.

This was the moment I had broken up with him.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“Save it.” His voice was rough. I’d hurt him, but he didn’t want to admit it. He wouldn’t let me see.

“Nick, please –”

“Don’t call me that.” He pulled the handle and the door swung open. The light of the hall was blinding.

compared to the dimness of the room.

I had wanted to stop him. I wanted to take back everything, and bring him into my arms again.

But I couldn’t.

waiting for me, and the loss of my wolf had left me

to awaken, but I forced myself to

that day. I’d hid my pain in

done, and what it had cost

before I pulled myself together,

looked back.

stared at the silk

into the

watching her for a long time, as I pressed the

belonged.

sounded on the door, and the two maids entered.

candidates‘ first public appearance. We had to get ready. Everything had to

derfdat

selection, but I had decided to try

regaining some of the weight I’d lost. My ribs weren’t quite so visible anymore. Each day, I was gaining

with wolves, but now I could at least last a full

exhausted.

faux wildflowers stitched into the skirt. Elva

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