SERAPHINA
Was it my imagination? I whispered to Phina, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared into the darkness.
Phina’s reply was low, shaken by the shadow we'd seen. ‘If someone had seen us, they would have instantly exposed us.’
Her comment made sense. The Alphas at the Lupine Academy were evil to the bone and hated me with a vengeance. If anyone had spotted me, they would have sounded the alarm without hesitation. But nothing happened.
‘Could it have been just an animal?’ I asked.
Phina nodded slowly. ‘I think so. I didn’t sense another werewolf nearby. And our fear of being exposed was always gnawing at us—it could have made us imagine things.’
Relief bled through me, and I exhaled shakily, forcing myself to focus again on the bison in the distance. Thankfully, I'd bee
