I lay in my dorm bed, sheets twisted around my bare legs, the room pitch-black except for the faint moonlight leaking through the blinds.
Caleb had walked me back hours ago, kissed me soft and sweet at the door, and left me with a promise to text in the morning. But peace? Yeah, that s**t was nowhere.
Well after that night, right. My stupid ass wolf didn’t let me sleep. She was always calling out for Raphael.
Bitch, she snarled inside my head, voice sharp and nasty like broken glass. You really think you can just ignore me? He’s out there right now—our mate, the one the moon picked—and you’re letting him rot while you cuddle that weak human boy. I can feel him. He’s wrecked. And it’s your fault, you selfish little cunt.
“b***h, shut the f**k up,” I hissed out loud, slamming my fist in
