EYA
As I watched Isla walk away, I felt a pang of guilt mixed with relief. It wasn't easy pretending to be her friend, acting like I cared about her when, in reality, I didn't.
My mission here was clear, and it didn't involve making genuine friends. Darian's promise still lingered in my mind - a higher title in the faction, and my brother's freedom. That's what drove me to sneak into this academy as a newcomer.
If not for Darian, I wouldn't be here, pretending to be someone I'm not. I thought back to the night of the new students' arrival, the night the bus was ambushed.
I remembered the sound of screeching tires, the sight of the log planted on the road, and the bus speeding to a halt in front of it.
In a flashback, I saw myself, one of the beta wolves, planting that log on the road.
