Penelope's POV

Crimson University is everything Frostfang wasn't sprawling, diverse, alive with possibilities I never knew existed.

My dorm room might be tiny, but it's mine. Actually mine. No shared space with pack housing politics, no thin walls where everyone can hear your business, no constant reminders of where you rank in the social hierarchy.

"Oh my god, you're here!" A hurricane of red curls and boundless energy explodes through the door, arms full of shopping bags and what appears to ...