~Rina~
Amelia’s silence had become louder than her words ever were. Every glance in my direction felt heavier, colder. The space between us, once filled with her chatter, now seemed suffocating. I tried to tell myself that I didn’t need her constant presence, but the hollow feeling in my chest said otherwise.
She had stopped talking to me the day after Callan checked on my bruise. Her smile, once genuine, now seemed forced, if it came at all. And Callan? He became more attentive, more present. He would always stop by to check on me, his concern genuine, and I could sense it made Amelia bitter.
But that wasn’t my biggest problem. No, the real trouble came from Cassandra and her crew. They had been restless since the day I arrived at the werewolf university, but now it was escalating. I k
