The scream hit me before the message did.
I had just stepped out of Jason’s dorm when it ripped across the campus, sharp, and loud. It also carried Jane’s scent. Panic. Shock. Something that punched straight into my chest and made my wolf slam forward so fast I nearly stumbled.
“Jane,” my wolf growled.
I didn’t think before I ran.
By the time I got to the field, half the school was already gathered. Lights everywhere. Voices layered on voices. The kind of noise that swallows everything except the worst possibilities running through your head.
I pushed through as far as I could before the crowd thickened. Wolves, humans, professors, wardens; they’d all formed this wall around the scene, blocking any forward movement. If I kept forcing it, I’d end up shoving people. Starting something.
