I couldn't sleep.

That wasn't new. Sleep had been a negotiation since I arrived at Dominion — my body too alert, my wolf too restless, my brain running laps around every close call and every near-miss until my mind shut down from the stress of thinking.

But tonight was worse.

The bell. The missing student. Severus's face when Cassian put him in the dirt, that specific look of someone who'd wanted to lose, who'd needed a reason to say something he couldn't say standing up.

I pulled on a ...