VERA'S POV.
The room felt colder than usual today, or maybe it was just me. The ache in my chest was growing, each single breath I took was a reminder that time wasn’t on my side. Ira’s presence was barely a whisper in the back of my mind now, like a ghost slowly fading away. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she, too, was slipping away, that she was dying, that I was losing my wolf.
I sat on the cold floor in the corner of the room, staring blankly at the tiles in front of me. The omegas who shared this space with me had left hours ago to attend to their morning chores. But I wasn’t alone, not really. Rumors filled the air, carried through the walls as some of the girls spoke in the hallway.
“Nessa is missing,” one omega had whispered to another earlier. “No one’s seen her since last n
