IRIS
The smile on my face when Ronan walked into my classroom dropped the moment, I saw his expression. He closed the door behind him with a quiet click that felt too ominous. Something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked, setting down my pen.
He sat across from me, his eyes looking troubled. "I need to tell you something and you're not going to like it."
I felt a chill wash over me. Things had been going so well between us, what could be the problem? "What is it?"
"There are some wolves in town from Nelion. They followed me here."
The silence that followed was the kind of silence that meant a storm was coming. I could see how Ronan was breathing, like he was bracing himself for my reaction.
"Wolves," I repeated. "From the pack."
"Yes."
"How many?"
"Ten. They came to make sure th
