Nadia
The next few days didn’t answer the question of how our world would change now that the lost princess had returned. But they did reveal one thing: whatever reprieve from harassment I’d been enjoying since returning to Fenris Hall was over. Out of nowhere, I was the target of bullying again.
It was far more pointed bullying than I’d had to face before the rejection. I found hateful notes slipped into my backpack and graffiti on the wall beside the entrance to my dorm declaring that wolfless don’t belong at Fenris Hall. I’d be walking down the hall to a lecture and find myself shoved hard from behind, to the giggles of onlookers. In every class but Vincent’s, I was interrupted and talked over, or sometimes outright ignored, by my classmates. Someone even lobbed a rock through my w
