Leticia’s POV
I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath. After what happened last night, I was still on edge, but I decided to pretend that everything was fine. If I hadn’t, Konrad wouldn’t have left, and I wouldn’t be getting ready for my first day in the Academy.
The uniform fit me like a glove—black blazer with gold crescent embroidery, crisp white blouse, pleated skirt that hit just above the knee, and the narrow silk tie I’d finally learned to knot without choking myself.
I pinned the Sinclair crest to my lapel. They told me only the Lycan families wear these things, and since I’m now part of the Sinclairs, I must make sure everyone else knows.
I grabbed my leather satchel—already stuffed with the textbooks that had magically appeared on my desk overnight—and headed out.
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