Ivy sat frozen, her lips trembling but no words spilling out. Her mind was still spinning from Liam’s revelation, her wolf chained to three, destined to be consumed if she didn’t choose. Her heart pounded so loud she feared they could all hear it. Liam had praised her “luck,” but to Ivy it felt like a curse she hadn’t asked for. When he finally left, she slipped away, quiet as a shadow, sneaking back into the dormitory halls.

Looking around, she could tell no one had barely notice ...