Chapter 0015
“Nicholas.”
I was dreaming. I must have been close to waking up to be so lucid.
I stood in my old room at the Academy. Nicholas had his back to me, his hand on the door handle. A
familiar curl of dread was growing in my stomach. A dull, physical ache rested behind my ribs.
This was the moment I had broken up with him.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“Save it.” His voice was rough. I’d hurt him, but he didn’t want to admit it. He wouldn’t let me see.
“Nick, please –”
“Don’t call me that.” He pulled the handle and the door swung open. The light of the hall was blinding.
compared to the dimness of the room.
I had wanted to stop him. I wanted to take back everything, and bring him into my arms again.
But I couldn’t.
I had a newborn baby waiting for me, and the loss of my wolf had left me hollow inside.
Now, I wanted to awaken, but I forced myself to relive the moment, watching him leave me.
When he was gone, my b*dy crumpled, just as it had that day. I’d hid my pain in front of him. I hadn’t
wanted him to know what I’d done, and what it had cost me.
“Nicholas,” I had cried long into the night, before I pulled myself together, left the Academy, and never
looked back.
I blinked open my eyes and stared at the silk canopy above my borrowed bed. Beside me, Elva snored,
face half–pressed into the pillow.
I stayed there watching her for a long time, as I pressed the memories back into the past where they
Eventually a knock sounded on the door, and the two maids entered. I pulled myself out of bed.
Today was the day of the candidates‘ first public appearance. We had to get ready. Everything had to be
knew I wouldn’t win the final selection, but I had decided to try to stay as long as I could, Elva
exhausted.
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