Raven’s calculating stare haunted me as I trudged back to the dorms, the memory of her watching Val and me in the Dominion Arena last night like a blade at my throat.

Her words hadn’t left me, and neither had Val’s—his sharp “Don’t” when I’d said he felt like mine. The bond burned, hot and relentless, every time I got near him, and I hated how it messed with my head.

Val was a weak alpha, a boy, on some hidden mission, currently Rank 34 after the trial win, and I was stuck ...