Petal's POV

The rain didn’t stop until dawn.

By the time I reached the ridge above the training ground, the world was nothing but gray mud and silence. The kind that crawled under your skin. The kind that reminded you how small even Alphas could feel when the Goddess decided to tear the sky apart.

I should have gone back. I should have faced her.

But instead, I stood there in the rain, fists clenched, trying to breathe past the ache in my chest the taste of her still on my lips, the echo ...