Amelia
I wake up feeling groggy and weak. Last I remember, I was in the woods during the Hunting Ceremony. I had just been bitten by a werewolf, and Owen was holding me while he fought with Ava.
Looking around, I deduce that I’m in some sort of medical tent. A couple doctors shuffle around as I sit up. Someone sits in the bed next to mine, sipping from a mug.
He’s wearing a collar.
We stare at each other for a moment. I reach up to where I was bitten and find a bandage there.
I wonder vaguely how many times a girl can be bitten before facing permanent damage.
Woman, I correct internally. I have to remember I’m eighteen. I’m no longer a girl.
“I didn’t know they had a medical tent for the pets,” I say to the only one here who’s human.
He blinks rapidly like he’s surprised by my
